Free Spirit

She sway as a willow played by the wind,
Body so firm, quite taught and sleek thin.

Challenging life, she doesn’t evade,
A glorious string of promenades.

Adventure beckons at every turn,
Many’s the suitor, yearning but spurned.

Dancing a rhythm vivacious and sure,
No one describes her as being demure.

So carefree that danger, seldom be reckoned,
She’ll turn on a dime in a matter of seconds.

To love her takes wisdom; when not to hold,
And in sure contrar, when to be bold.

Living life with her you’ll never dismay,
A moment of time she had it her way.

Sorrow will follow whenever you leave,
But you will find it unneeded to grieve.

For when you return to her snug berth,
She’ll welcome you back with laughter and mirth.

Again you will venture uncharted new seas,
And sail into sunsets unbridled and free.


by Rodney Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater