Posting Sonnet Number 730

If you read one of these sonnets per day
(2005, in August, I came here),
You’ll reach this as you end your second year.
Yes, that’s a lot of sonnets, I must say.
Well, maybe I don’t need to say it, eh?
Maybe my deep concern, my honest fear
That people won’t tot sonnets up is sheer
Ridiculousness. Toss that thought away!

I know that every child finds time to count
With sure delight and wonder. We make jokes
About not having to bribe, plead, or coax,
Because the love of numbers starts to mount
The path to glory from true wisdom’s fount.
It’s seven hundred thirty sonnets, folks!