Good day to you, terrans. Best wishes on your weekend. My adventures continue, and I continue to record them on your internet. Enjoy. -P
I caught her eye.
She backed inside.
Her hut to be unseen.
Her pa was large,
Though not in charge.
Militias he would lead.
She was “Fair Bow”.
Her pa “Small Bow”
(To cut him down to size.)
She bore the glow
Of wheat that grows
Beneath the Summer skies.
Her daddy, then,
Was champion
Big man among his kin.
I proved to be
A win, so he
Was eager to be friends.
(Talk of the tribes
Was of my rise-
With one exception.)