Sentry Duty

The mighty meerkat made his stand, No matter, come what may, As if to say, 'Talk to the hand! You'd best be on your way! ' With no regard for his own life, He boldly stood his ground, Against each foe who would arrive He gives his warning sound! On sentry duty, so to speak, His eyes looked everywhere, His ears alert to every creak That crossed the very air... His whiskers twitching now and then, His every nerve on edge... His instincts tuned beyond our ken As he stood on that ledge... The mighty meerkat! What a guy! One of the chosen few! Both feeling good and feeling spry! A hero through and through! Content to do his very best! Content to bide his time... He's there to see his friends stay blessed... He's utterly sublime... Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Sentry Duty'. More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com