Time Flies Based On Portrait No 9, Morning At the Quay In Venice By Helen Allingham

TIME FLIES by Jeanette Jones based on PORTRAIT NO 9 Morning at the Quay in Venice by Helen Allingham TIME FLIES Early still, I rise again. For the quails came calling. Dragging my feet, I stumbled across the room, to get a glimpse before they get to far away. The kettle’s on, brewing the tea, to place in my flask. Milk too for little Emily as we stroll along. At the edge of the bay, our four feet dangle, little Emily hums away; a nice beat to my dream. Small canoes, large boats with sails, carry me away across the water. Traveling up into the lighthouse, I look over bay, watching the workmen, out for the day. Hours pass as I gather up to leave. Little Emily and I, hand in hand, we’ve just gotten here, must we go? Good night Mr. Workman. Good afternoon Ma’dam.