Valentia

Her voice is fast and agile, but
Her manners soft and slow;
She’s stronger than a river’s rush,
But yielding, even so —

Her heart belongs to every dog
And child in the land;
But if you think her wobbly, she
Will drop you where you stand

I’ve watched her grow from just a girl,
But no analysis
Has helped me know the first dang thing
Of why she’s how
She is

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant