Evening walks in silks and lace
Bridesmaid to her lady Night.
Sulking, no marriageable grace,
Evening walks in silks and lace.
Before and after, never in place
To ascend Dawn’s alter, bathe in light.
Evening walks in silks and lace
Bridesmaid to her lady Night.

O Evening, never merely Eve,
Don’t reach for that bouquet of stars.
They’ll wither at the touch of the Groom. Leave,
O Evening, never merely Eve.
Think of it as a blessed reprieve,
Don’t let her toss you those flowers.
O Evening, never merely Eve
Don’t reach for that bouquet of stars.

(A Serenade is a poem written to/at evening time, traditionally for lovers.
A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital letters representing the repeated lines.)