The Rennaissance Faire is calling out to us in the distance <br />We deck ourselves out in costume <br />We begin our jubilant walk <br />We say ' hello ' and good day ' to the many boys, girls, ladies, and gentlemen <br /> <br />We walk through the gates of the shire <br />And I buy a rose from a flower girl to give to you <br />Here's hoping to many joys to come <br /> <br />We walk aboard the human chessboard <br />Pretending to be a knight, bishop, rook, or pawn <br />With the fun pretending, we hold each other in arms <br />We swing around until we fall off the human chessboard <br />And fall on top of each other on the lawn <br /> <br />Throughout the day <br />It's a joy and a blessing to behold <br />We're entertained by jugglers, dancers, swordsmen, and play actors <br />We smile and clap along to the many vocal groups songs <br /> <br />We each buy a turkey leg and a cup of water <br />We eat, drink, and make ourselves as well be merry <br />After that we'll have a delicious dessert of strudels and ice cream <br />There's still some time to see many other sights <br />After our feast <br /> <br />The night begins to descend on us <br />And so we go on one last walk through the Renaissance Faire <br />With smiles on our faces <br />Forgetting all the cares that came with us <br /> <br />We say goodbye to the Renaissance Faire <br />We say goodbye to all the performers that brought us joy <br />As we leave through the gates of the shire <br />The royal horns play their last song for us <br />In a salute to us<br /><br />Justin Gildow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/renaissance-faire/
