Tranquil Sentinel For Andrea

Tranquil Sentinel for Andrea Great guardian also was a sentinel Preserving peace and keeping things tranquil Along all of the coast as well as beach And daily in prayer God he would beseech. Sentinel up wall had started to climb Knowing on top was something so sublime Full of flowers and stories that they told At end of each rainbow is a pot of gold. I was growing old and of poor health What money I had gave God my wealth Saw castle surround by a majestic moot And another poem to God I than wrote. Must always help others out when we can And each one of them be sure to understand For everyone you always meant the best But with great voice had not been blessed. Sing in presence of others lost my will-power And now I only will do it in the shower While maintain all of my much composure; Instead, of poetry God made me a great composer. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet