Fon is strong,
You’d be surprised;
The power in
Those gorgeous eyes.
Her life force brims,
Soon to spill,
As she prepares
To drink her fill.
Woebetide
You greedy ones
Who drag her down
And spoil her fun.
She will exult
And triumph yet,
And dance on high
Without a net.
[Written 26 Sep 1994. First published 2 Sep 2009.]