Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Titanesque in her demeanour
Queenly in her deliberations
And confident as a pride of lions
Stands the yellow banded sentinel
To bar my way into her realm
Sporting inbuilt, eager defiance
In the face of washless grey skies
She cannot win, but she would try
And I for my part; for just today
Shall leave her house intact
Till the weather turns fine again