A Balancing Act
The beauty of deportment is really quite an art
The most beautiful and well dressed is not all they need
Unless their temple carries well they might as well take heed
What is becoming for one can be improper for another
If unsure of your gait then ask your dear sweet mother
The rompish jest of childhood or a boyish gait and air
May suit a day of picnicking or punting at the fair
Very well if youth is your passport to a sportive path in life
But would decidedly draw contempt if you were past middle meridian in life
Your age must be considered to carry your estate
A majestic air may suit a man but not an aging state
Heaviness should glide with an undulating flair
Not thump about scaring creatures from their lair
Some light forms correspond like the limbs of a willow tree
Swaying in the breeze moving in swan like symphony
Delicate proportions suit nymph like steps of youth
All can be displayed easily if you don’t try to hide the truth
If in doubt a lady should be governed by these ideas
Of moderated taste and delicacy throughout her lifelong years
Sweetest charms and kindness do make a person glow
A stunning dress is not important as how about you go
What miracle working charm there is in just a blush
What softness and majesty in natural simplicity don’t rush
Noting modesty is to woman what the mantle of green is to nature
It’s ornament the highest beauty in an enduring demeanour and stature
When basically a man can be like certain beasts in trees
Feeding when but little provender, hard to get, like through a rack
But refuse to touch it when its in abundance is an ugly fact
The art of deportment is the icing on the cake
It will make you shine, an important trait
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Most interesting and enjoyable read
Thank you for following and allowing me to discover your world. Eddie
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Dear Eddie thank you for your kind words i look forward to appreciating your posts also.
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