No, it is not a pure sonnet.
Praise to a Sonnet
A sonnet, in classical form a charm
soft as sun dawn, it wakens spirit love
calling you, wanting you, it takes your arm
and whisks you away on wings of a dove
There it holds you with its perfect meter
Lullabying with it’s iambic tone
Nothing does compare or could be sweeter
Than the dance of love as poets have shown
So take my hand and let us dance today
With these magic words penned so long ago
We shall taste them, taste them without delay
So succulent it makes our souls to glow
A sonnet, lovingly given… hold tight
As dawn’s first light makes your spirit take flight
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