A Golden-Haired Lady Walked Under Chestnut Trees Poem by Terence George Craddock

sadly time etches in comparisions aged unfair
a golden-haired beauty will become time ugly
if she lives to be wrinkled withered ninety-three
walks beside a new bloom beauty twenty-three;
there was a time when single young ladies
took the air by walking in enchanted gardens
available for all to see admired every day daily
in the Tuileries Gardens in love romantic Paris;
the place Parisians celebrated met, promenaded
is a public garden located between the Louvre
Museum and moat skirted Place de la Concorde;
a golden-haired beauty walked under chestnut trees
acompanied by chaperones two aged ugly old ladies
were they aunts or dragons disguised in women's;

clothing early drag imagery suitors could not bare?
she walks in a golden-haired beauty without a care
with not a clue to her name or how she daily got there
thus one love smitten young man asked every friend;
all every friend he knew for her name but all in vain
the dragon aunts daunted with their dark moustaches
the aunts make her beauty more fair beyond compare
with early drag imagery penned long before the fashion;
daunted from bold to cold by her elderly companions
an ill with passion potential suitor dared not whisper
with heart aquiver afraid love struck failing no words;
signed soft spoken in passing ardour love lost glances
but no love will burn be stoked to furnace heat if a lover
silent ever keeps ask her out expend energy in the chase;

Copyright © Terence George Craddock