We do not plunder
the pageantry of life,
window dressed
in heraldry inherited.
Faux heroic blooded crest
emblazoned colours flaunted.
No mettle challenge
or standard set,
ragged,
in ever changing winds
Of fortune or fashion.
The unseen chaplet passes
from her head to mine
in muted beat of the earth.
Soft whispered bequest
shared throughout time;
Nurturing coronal
held in trust
for our children.
2004
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