These ones I love
The Lad
He trudged in to the town one day.
A hapless lad; no coin to pay.
All he had were a flute and drum-
A long, long way this lad had come.
He stopped and looked around a bit,
But could not find one place to sit.
He only LOOKED just like a bum-
A long, long way this lad had come.
Some naughty boys came out to hoot
At our poor lad with drum and flute.
He dropped in grief; he could not run-
A long, long way this lad had come.
He trudged in to the town one day.
A long, long way this lad had come.
Copyright © by Michelle
Style: Kyrielle Sonnet
A hapless lad; no coin to pay.
All he had were a flute and drum-
A long, long way this lad had come.
He stopped and looked around a bit,
But could not find one place to sit.
He only LOOKED just like a bum-
A long, long way this lad had come.
Some naughty boys came out to hoot
At our poor lad with drum and flute.
He dropped in grief; he could not run-
A long, long way this lad had come.
He trudged in to the town one day.
A long, long way this lad had come.
Copyright © by Michelle
Style: Kyrielle Sonnet