Simply a Sonnet

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways:
One? Or is it two? Now let me think . . .
no, right first time it’s one. I’m in a haze
and seeing double, having had a drink.
Or was it two? It really matters not;
quite honestly I’ve not been keeping score.
But when it comes to loving you I’ve got
a handle on my feelings. So ignore
the fuddled fool who stands before you now,
who’s trying hard but getting it all wrong,
and look beyond him. Only think of how
we know, my darling, that our love is strong.
I need no fancy rhyme nor red red rose
to say “I love you”, and I hope it shows.

© 2023 Glen Scott