A chariot for Harriet

Destination unknown for her trip Unfortunate it is only a proverbial ride Too many details am I forced to skip Such as who's Harriet and why not a ship if you knew the first the second would abide Destination unknown for her trip Still all the premises don't touch the lip You're left to questions remaining aside For too many details am I forced to skip If Harriet is punishment I'll take a whip If she's shame then I have no pride Destination unknown for her trip No she's like a fine wine I'd slowly sip Her body a castle, her soul, the queen inside Too many details am I forced to skip From my mind to yours these words slip Nothing about Harriet am I able to hide Destination unknown for her trip Way too many details am I forced to skip
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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September 27, 2025 at 2:50 AM
A short well I guess actually normal size villanelle for a lovely tech which assisted me during my recent brief hospital stay. A tech is basically a nurse's aide. I don't know if tech or nurse's aide sounds better. My lovely departed mother was a nurse's aide almost all her working life. So I have a warm place in my heart for those who do the job with a nice demeanor, with warmness. Thank you Harriet.
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