Sonnet I

                     If you could be more cheerful
                     And try not to be so down.
                     If you were only less tearful
                     And to smile instead of frown.
                     Then maybe some day you would sing
                     For silence knows no harmony.
                     Much joy and laughter you would bring
                     And your heart too, would be free.
                     You should be more independent in love
                     For loneliness knows no lover,
                     Then you could fly like the dove
                     For you could be no other.
                       Be some of these, if only you can
                       And I will be a happier man.


                                              3 December 1983