Transcendental Sonnet #606:
Of Us Lances
(for Silke, our newest and best)
It's the nature of us Lances
Not to speak of mere finances
Yet to keep an eye on chances
As they come
Thus we mean to lead a steady
Life of striving for the heady
Virtues but we're always ready
And then some
To seize some serendipity
To split it even you and me
To sing of it as destiny
In high and noble tones on our way home
There to enjoy what God has given us
With elegance no drama mind no fuss
*~ ( + ) ~*
+Steven Curtis Lance
from Transcendental Sonnets and Other Observations, Copyright MMIV Silke LLC
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