Poetry: Letter To The Green Maidens
SONNET 8
WRITTEN BY JOYCELINE NATALLY CUDJOE
LETTER TO THE GREEN MAIDENS
Dear maidens thou art green, beautiful queen
Your castle still awaits you, pretty queen
Your greenish sublime scent now in duty
Why do you devalue your young beauty?
The unripe beauty buds waiting to ripe
With this naïve eyes dragons haste to bite
Whilst summer sun still awaits to shine it
Whilst cold winter still awaits to chill it
Oh you pretty maidens who you still green
Your sweet smell is still saccharine young and keen
That, dark butterflies hasten to devour
In your heart great treasures hide so do vow
Not to lose your greenish gift this rough day
But do wait to ripe in the month of May
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