3 Sonnets

Profit and Loss: A nostalgic look back at childhood land that feels both rueful and accepting. I relate to and enjoy this. I read the pauses in the last line a bit differently:

and like the swallow, people, too, migrate

I completely buy the theme and imagery of Topiary, but I feel tripped up in its meter. Is it me? God knows I'm not an expert (but I'm learning!).

The Incredulity of Saint Thomas: I sort of float along with the first five lines; lines 6 on knock me out -- the expectations and realities of belief/faith brilliantly exposed.