Monday, June 19, 2006

Pat came from Taiwan

FOR BESSIE . . . (and apologies to Eleanor F.)
















Pat came from Taiwan
















With her NT well spent;





She had had her full share







Of delight and content;













She had been to Japan








In snow and in blossom








Eaten many a teppan


But nary a possum.



Into China she ventured
With some trepidation
But she walked the Great Wall


Of that interesting nation.












She bought a gold dragon
Of cloisonné ilk













She drank from a flagon

Embroidered with silk.








The Forbidden City




Caused her to sigh;
She thought it a pity
And ironic to die
In Tiananmen square
Like those students deceased
At the lovely gate there
Named Harmony/Peace.

















She had stood at the rim
Of Taroko’s huge canyons;














She had pedaled a dragon
















And admired the banyans.





















At Providence university









She pushed to the brink







And despite their diversity









Urged students to THINK FOR THEMSELVES (and I'm aware this part doesn't rhyme or keep the meter )









‘Til mid frolic and shout










And tinsel and litter

















The lights started out




























Making everything glitter.







And dazed by the noise



Of the heretofore shy ones






With her toys and her joys










Pat came home from Taiwan.