second third fourth time around oh dear and it's happening again fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars oh well more space travel again what is this thing called love oh no
spring will sing her sweet song so soon wretched winter's been too cold aching bones bundled fast in furs spring's salvation for the old
let autumn loose in the far north they've had a sizzling summer a new experience for them let's hope autumn's a stunner
Seadna: A four-line stanza (quatrain) where lines one and three have eight syllables and lines two and four have seven syllables, tied together with complex internal alliteration and end-rhymes.
bones start to creak a little picking up things from off the floor seems to take a long time
picking herself up is even harder
bending over is not so easy either she uses a bath chair to wash her feet in the shower it is strange knowing she is the same age as old people yet another reality she must come to terms with