My Little Bulldog

No challenge stops her stance is set shoulders squared She needs no reassurance no protective arm What she wants is what she wills she harbors no illusions No man will tell her what to do She has lain out her own way and swept it clean No distraction is allowed to interfere Her goals are set and bannered, waiting for distant days She will claim them all in triumph, never doubting Small of stature great of heart she turns to face the wind Gentle as a running stream Unyielding as a diamond She acknowledges the difficulties then passes through No lie accepted no truth denied She scans the road ahead weighs its options gaze sure and steady Fears are felt then disregarded She does not move back she sets her grip upon each thing she wants Her goals must surrender to her determination A child in years an elder's wisdom sits upon her brow Discouragements will bring no change a mountain of resolve Seasons change worlds revolve she sees it through The end in sight stays in sight Such nobilities within my child humble me Her father frets for her but can never fear This is my little bulldog holding the world by its pantleg Naught that she needs escapes her what kind of fool would try