Embers trailing an afterglow of dawn,
welcoming harmony lingers aloft,
as chess pleasures the first move of its pawn.
That will make Mary quite contrary yawn,
passed Mary was Harry down his hayloft,
embers trailing an afterglow of dawn.
Into the John Harry quickly withdrawn,
Mary takes her sweet time as she so oft,
as chess pleasures the first move of its pawn.
Here sits down Harry as breakfast is on,
then sat Mary talking ever so soft,
embers trailing an afterglow of dawn.
Harry is done, washed up, and waits for Vaughn,
Mary's done, washed up, and waits for Miss. Croft,
as chess pleasures the first move of its pawn.
Mary's the first to leave on down the toft,
Then Harry, his friend, and a boy named Shawn,
embers trailing an afterglow of dawn,
as chess pleasures the first move of its pawn.
Categories:
toft, analogy, boy, girl, growing
Form: Villanelle