She swings a racket and commands the ball;
And swings her hair gently in the wind.
She’s ever cool – in summer, spring, and fall,
Her smiles and her strokes always win.
Her life if full of chocolate, and love –
For challenge and adventure, never-ending;
Her manner carries style and ;lan,
Her eyes are magic, teas are posh and trendy…
Who is this lady? – sorceress, a witch?
A woman? – so adorable innately;
Her spell invades your heart, you grow wings –
And she is simply charming, simply Adeline.
She laughs, and pours the team, and pours her charms…
Resist in vain – you haven’t got a chance…
A Sonnet to a Tennis Player
© Copyright: Маленький Принц, 2022
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