This poem was inspired by the "friendship" square on my first card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest. It has been sponsored by minor_architect. It belongs to the series Fiorenza the Wisewoman, which you can explore further via the Serial Poetry page. Read about the sonnet form online. Bettina holds her husband by the hand, The village is a tapestry of lives,
-- a sonnet
Though Don Candido preaches, scowls, and scolds
He heeds the gifts that Fiorenza holds.
Mad Ercole may find his thoughts a maze,
But Fiorenza walks with him most days.
And gives her thanks for Fiorenza's stand.
Sienna does a favor for her friend,
And Fiorenza's there with herbs to lend.
Its warp and weft the women and the men
Whose friendship weaves a fabric fine and strong.
The family ties of husbands and of wives
Are spun of love, and relatives are kin,
But friends are chosen just for their heart's song.
Bettina holds her husband by the hand,
The village is a tapestry of lives,