Sketchy Salad Serenata

by Sketchy Sounds

Quarta Aria

The winds bring word from far flung sands,
a welcome visitor comes to land.

Her presence causes trepidation,
but in the end wins admiration;

for though she holds authority,
judgement’s not her priority.

To think such would be most remiss,
for she has come to reminisce...

Comments

[statoose]

I am so totally going to compose a melody to match these poems, then sing them as a song.

[Borg]

Hello, Trilly.