Irons in the Fire

The day was long and wearisome,
So many irons in the fire.
My spirit, tired, was overcome;
The hammock answered my desire,
And soon I thought I would succumb—
Unfinished chores ignited ire.

You wear yourself too thin, you know.
You’ve done the same thing time again.
Pull out some irons; let them go,
Then plan your work and work your plan.

Copyright © 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

Scansion:
Sonnetina Quattro
A sestet and a quatrain, usually in iambic tetrameter or pentameter.
The stanzas may appear in either order, but the sestet usually comes first.
Rhyme scheme: ababab cdcd
This one is in iambic tetrameter

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