The Four Daughters of the Auspex

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“An Old Woman by a Fireplace” - Jacobus Vrel

Four daughters had Yvonne, indeed had she
And seated at her feet the four would play
And pleased was she to see when seated there.

So first like rock would rest where she was set
And second as the fire would flare and spark
And so a fire-place they played instead.

For third a tempest was in will was she
With such the last, a pool in languid grace
And gentle rain they gathered playing there.

The winter's wind it howled, the house it shook
The sun with jealous rays outside beat down
The dry and flood both foundered on the ground;

Within the fire flickered casting light
And little ones around a woman sat
And so another night did come and go.