Page 17 - The Window_ A Foundations' Style Rapier

The majestic ruler
Sits atop his throne of splendor,

Light radiating from its very face.
And his loyal guards
Stand next to him,
Swaying slowly in time to his commands.

ode to the sun
And we, his loyal subjects, Flannery Hipp, Class of 2026
Stand below his palace,
Staring in awe at his great kingdom, for
Without his kind place,

We would be forgotten, a lost people.

I look to the ruler, the
Amazing gift he provides by sitting there, day

After day.
He does not care the odd place of his kingdom, he
Just sits there, guiding
The most weary traveler home.

There is no other honor than
Guarding several
Planets, each relying on your
Guidance and trusting that you

Will be there the next day.
Even when I cannot see your face, I know that
You will be there after the tyrants invade, because your

Guards will defeat the rebels.

Even when your queen comes to take your
Place, she does not deny us the light
Your family gives us.

Your children, beautiful tiny versions of yourself,
Light the canopy above our heads, for
Others to see the light they share.

How I love you, because
Without your radiance, there would be
No beauty on this earth, no subjects to honor you.
You have taken a wasteland and

Nurtured it, saw something you could change, and now 16
Look at us! A beauty, all in thanks to you, our ruler forevermore.