Twilight in Valencia for M'Lady Tai Chi Italy

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Twilight in Valencia

 

The sun goes down and daylight fades

 as love sick swains sing serenades

beneath fair ladies balconies.

Their voices carried on the breeze

to reach the ears of old women.

Who are no longer beautiful

and don’t appeal to younger men

Though now demure and dutiful.

they had their hey day in the sun.

When they had suitors by the score

So now they listen just for fun

It doesn’t matter anymore.

But still they smile remembering

Duennas can’t see every thing.

 

27-Oct-08

 

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