Last Dance

A Curtal Sonnet of 11 lines and following the rhyme pattern a b c a b c d b c d c

Light as a feather, she skips in joyful abandon
Unmindful of the hungry eyes that devour her
A shadow of darkness falls on the unbridled gaiety
Wings of gilded gold spread like an airborne mansion
Darkened trees fear to stir
Bow in obeisance to the descending diety
In that instant, she knows she is but a fool in the rain
Too late to escape the claws of destiny, now a blur
Cruel and determined, with power so mighty
She accepts her fate and that she will be slain
A little bird in a life of brevity