In perfect rhythm were tens of feet
Marching in splendid highstep.
With matching coats and plumes replete
Traveling over instead of sidestep.
Colors grand they proudly wave
Like soldiers in Her Majesties charge.
A steady pace each pair they gave
O’er obstacles both small and large.
A wondrous sight this was indeed
From a creature so vulnerable and small.
Normally fodder for shoe heel stampede
In hypnotic gaze I was enthralled.
The older I get the more I amaze
At creatures so often ignored.
Nothing have I than honest high praise
For the creature that once was abhorred.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~