Hostess of a Joyous Making
In a joyous praise of Spring’s embrace
Comes a glorious, punctilious, Victorian ara
With clothes of Cotton, satin, and lace
to make our appearances look bright and fair.
All that the sun shining ever brightly could give;
I give unto you in joyous merriment today,
gaiety for these festivities that will bring new life
to the comforts of friendship, and as one I say.
with nothing more in my presence to entertain my guests.
I, a host to thee, shall leave you to the spendor awaiting
And so. Prepare the goose, the duck, and all.
Leaving nay work for thee, so begone with thee, to rest.
To linger on and above, the mansion balcony so high
overlooking the garden of colourful variety below
Violins awaite to play for you in sweet, classical repose
An’ so doth the waiters and the dancers, so get up and go!
In a blazing fireplace within the house doth smell
Ever so opulent, the ambrosia in a meat smoked haze.
Laughter that sought all the company of joy is here
within the maturity of styles for all to look upon and gaze.
Never shalt within a future I let thee forget, this moment.
Seldom, if any at all, come together like so.
But like so, shall forever I await for thee with banquets of scented joy
Bliss in the shape of laughter, liveliness in the shape of power.
Copyright © Crystal Gibson | Year Posted 2017
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