How Pure Is Thee? ( A Shakesperian Sonnet)

How Pure Is Thee? Do You Even Know The Ways?
Thee Is As Pure As The Summers White Cloud
The Breath Thou Takes , Sweetness Enters Aloud
Thee Is As Pure As The White Winter Days .

I Will Lovee Thee Forever And Always
Pure As The Winter Snow , You Make Me Proud
You Were Such A Lost Soul , But Now Your Found
Grace So Lovely It Deserves So Much Phraise .

Thou Pureness Always Seems To Be Growing
No Hatered Falters Through Thou Lovely Heart
Pure Enough To Make Angels Be Glowing
Dark Shadows Try To Throw A Haterd Dart
Your Heavenly Glow Breaks The Hate Flowing
Thou Is So Pure Much Hatered Has To Part .
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