she sits outside
the autumn shades of
hibiscus and camelias
she sits and frolics
with the seven breeze
pleasantry of the fox
she sits upon purple
and yellow covers on
the antique bench
she sits and waits
for a time to tick
her rosy ears
she sits against the
tide of big monsters
under the skies
she sits like she
never hesitates to
understand hate
2014
chester maynes 
The last line really got me. Surprising and hard hitting.
Thanks Marissa 🙂
I felt the same as Marissa. Powerful and added such depth to the poem!
Many thanks to you! I appreciate it so much! 🙂
Oh Wow! I love this! Caro
I like your posts ❤
Thanks Anne 🙂
Awesome post Chester!
This sounds like my dog – ‘Rosie’. Protector against thunder and welcomimg to all others.
Great poem of your maiden. 🙂
🙂