The Dotard Gentleman

I can see, fine,

certainly clearly-

the wind is mocking me!

Why! She makes me think it’s spiring!

With those warm, wisps of kisses.

Then, hence comes her husband,

he slaps me!

Makes me the paramour.

Alas!

Tell,

whilst rain or snow?

They have fun

making lively jokes of I being cross!

Huff...

How can, a sorrow old man,

make himself incensed by his only friends?

If you may see,

there

 comes the child following behind me.

see the leaves,

swirling together about the wind?

Those are my children,

midst their merry making.

See!

Ahoy!

See my pet?

The innocent lark,

hopping side the pave.

Alas! I haven’t a crumb to feed you.

This feeble, old gentleman.

Has only the mother sun,

a father moon.

Then there are all those things listed above.

When it hails,

all fine men, children, women run.

I laugh, you see.

I imagine youngsters throwing stones upon me.

It is indeed, 

 well to have all this good company!

Reviews

[emona]

oooo i like it ^^ and i see its in old english thats what makes it work ^^ very nice

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[ravena]

This is good your wording is nice makes me feel like I'm reading an old novel but I Got confused. Keep up the great work