I wrote this villanelle some time ago, and just revised it.
(poem and graphic by A. Leon Miler)
To sing the song once it’s begun
Will find its way through out the day
Returns to start when all is done,
Or rainy days without the sun
Or greening leaves that spring through gray
To sing the song once it’s begun,
Or daffodils that bloom, they run
In haste, the days of March don’t stay,
Returns to start when all is done,
As summer days begin in sun
Sublime, involves the rest to play,
To sing the song once it’s begun,
The winds, they blow around, and gone;
Around and round, they don’t delay,
Returns to start when all is done.
Flower chains and a red ribbon
For you, my girls, to be so gay,
To sing the song once it’s begun
Returns to start when all is done.
