This is a fun poem, where I was challenged to write only with sentences ending with 'ay' and not repeating a word more than once unless I really needed to. I may still amend it. <br /> <br />I try to pray <br />Almost every other day <br />That everything will be okay <br /> <br />Now I wish the sun could shine its rays <br />Moreover, winter should go away <br />Joyfully I will shout out ay, ay, ay <br />Maybe then ask for a wish from a flowery Fay <br /> <br />I wonder what I will say <br />I could wish for an increase in pay <br />Or ask to be content and harmoniously gay <br />Please send me silver pennies on a tray <br />Or perhaps just before my birthday <br />Reward me with a holiday <br /> <br />To the countryside where sheep bray <br />Until all the farmers, hairs are gray <br />Where grasses keep quiet to my dismay <br />And line up in greens of arrays <br />Where people shout hurray, hurray <br />And chickens deal with eggs they have to lay <br /> <br />Such a place I would like to stay <br />However, it has to have a quay <br />Ironed out with sands of clay <br />There are times I wonder in dismay *** <br />Why people suffer everyday <br />Hands take their time to slay <br />Others living things and betray <br />Our reasoning behind a bodies decay <br /> <br />Well while the sunshines make hay <br />So they say <br />Try not to be agile and affray <br />Take out time to play <br />Life requires some foreplay <br />Rewind your clock and replay <br />Some of your events today <br />Place objects in different outlays <br />Program your timing with some delay <br />Then you might see where you have gone astray <br /> <br />In the meantime you can stay <br />From Monday to Sunday and at midday <br />Keep quiet and silently on the bed lay <br />Listen to the sounds of the river bay <br />It will give you an insight to my ways <br /> <br />Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rhyming-with-ay/
