Beautiful MacKay

Beautiful Mackay

Beautiful MacKay

Come bask in her glow

Whose eyes match azure skies

Framed by long lashes all in a row.

 

Fine countenance greets the eye

But beauty belies strength below

Smile a mile wide

She is off now, there she goes!

 

With a flip of golden locks

A subtle register of dissent

And up her horns do pop

Her demeanor mischief bent.

 

Betwixt the horns a halo is firmly affixed

Evidence of a base nature most angelic

But determination and grit also make up the mix

With little effort to dispel it.

 

Mirthful measure you will spy

by inquiring of her name

When she impishly replies

She will proudly proclaim,

‘It’s pronounced Mac ‘eye!’

Charlotte Greer Slater   8.10.09