Painting a Picture of Man in the Garden

(Villanelle in Pentameter)

He lay on the grass like a fallen tree.

Bright as the sunrise, his gaze met the sky.

I stayed behind leaves, quiet as can be.

He watched little birds flutter ‘round in glee.

He tossed a rock that nearly hit his eye.

He lay on the grass like a fallen tree.

I watched as he rolled like waves of the sea.

He rolled in the grass and captured a fly.

I stayed behind leaves, quiet as can be.

He stood up and danced like a bumblebee.

He tripped on a rock and fell with a sigh.

He lay on the grass like a fallen tree.

His mother calls him to help her fix tea.

His sister comes out and lets out a cry.

I stayed behind leaves, quiet as can be.

He stands up to give his mom a reply.

He punctures the soil and falls down—oh my!

He lay on the grass like a fallen tree;

I stayed behind leaves, quiet as can be.