A SPINSTER'S ADMONITION

 

 

 

A SPINSTERS ADMOINITION - Composed & Illustrated by Avyrill 

A SPINSTER’s ADMONITION

 

Watch it lady,

how you peddle your gem;

The gem of your glory,

the pride of your grace.

 

Some trade it on

a platter so cheaply,

for a tawdry token,

or some flimsy wad.

 

Be careful lady,

how fastidious you delay;

When the bachelor boom,

builds a queue at your door.

 

Be discerning, woman,

to make your choice,

among masked faces

that glitter in your eyes.

 

Soon the noon breeze,

would blow about wild;

And the morning bloom,

blow along too.

 

The bees and the birds,

now would flit away;

And desolate you will stay

and like a barren stalk,

all naked and bare,

in regrets you’d bow your head.

 

Be on time woman,

to smell the coffee;

The flabs and creases,

are building slowly.

 

Tides and seasons

come and go,

and so would your chances do.