The Rooster

I looked at him and then I thought Did he really get what he had sought, Over there with others he sits bragging And no one is ragging. I watch him now as he inflates his chest As others he is still trying to impress, Then now he begins to strut about While with brags and boasts he does shout. I don't know what he did or done But, surely and sincerely he must have had fun As I watch him joke and laugh Now everyone congratulates him with a slap on the back. Everyone is now listening to him As though his every word spoken is a gem, Now there is one fact that I do know Sometimes even a rooster, likes to hear itself crow. Randy L. McClave