Sentinel



What mightier than the dragon?
To what could we compare?
Is there one so powerful
To share in this beast’s lair?

With intellect, compassion
Defiancy and might
He’s chivalrous and powerful
Full of strength and fight.

He’s sleek and strong and agile
Breaths fire hot as hell
He’ll curl up like a baby
And snooze when all is well.

To some he’s good, to some he’s bad
They never really know
Do they trust or do they kill him?
Is he friend or foe?

A creature from Mythology
This surely can’t be true.
When you are watching out for him
He’s watching over you



Written by Juanita Streets,
12-Mar-98, (c) All rights reserved


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