Playing Cards

At first, one suit,
A matching pair;
The King and Queen of Hearts.
At first, one suit,
The land they ruled;
And were never seen apart.
 
As time moved on,
The more they dealt;
The players showed their wear.
As time moved on,
Their faces dulled,
Their edges they did tear.
 
The cards no longer
Slid with ease,
Across the fine brushed baize.
The cards no longer
Reflecting bright,
Were seen face down most days.
 
New rules were set,
A wildcard played,
The knave of hearts was shown.
New rules were set,
Though all along,
The game’s outcome was known.
 
And now, two suits;
The cards apart,
Aces: Heart and spade.
And now two suits;
A new game begins,
A fresh pack to be played.