When I realized that my post was scheduled for my son’s birthday, I knew it had to be for him. The form it would take was unclear at first, but it did not take me long to come up with the first line of a poem. Once my theme emerged, the sonnet structure sort of just asserted itself. I only had to tinker it a bit to make it conform to Shakespearean conventions.
Forgive me for keeping the commentary brief, but I have cupcakes to make. I’ll just say that Austen provides excellent advice on how to conduct oneself, and it remains amazingly pertinent in our modern era. No matter where life takes Jack, I hope he always carries her notions of how to behave and treat others with him. Her characters provide a model of integrity, a characteristic I value above all others. May he grow to be like Mr. Darcy … I love you, my little guy!
May you grow to be like Mr. Darcy,
So intelligent, prosperous, and strong,
Guided by truth, and most importantly,
Able to acknowledge it when you’re wrong.
May you grow to be like Mr. Tilney,
Viewing the world with laughter-laden eyes,
Yet alert to its follies, you rally
Against wrong, though it your father defies.
May you grow to be like Mr. Knightley,
Trust your conscience. Abhor guile.
And when love finds you, love unblindedly,
Seeing through its mists to the heart’s true smile.
And if you falter, at least strive to be
Nothing like Wickham or John Willoughby.
Happy New Year wishes to all!