Wayne

His love pours forth in brilliant light
  To those he cares to love;
He'll give you the moon and stars,
  And all there's little of.
    Down on your knees!

In pride, he'll show you to the world,
  And gently hold you near;
He'll guard you with his life,
  And drive away your fear.
    Down on your knees!

His claws, unsheathed, you'll never see;
  No pain from them you'll feel;
Nor learn the blinding rage he holds--
  Unless you cease to kneel.
    Down on your knees!

- Edna Huber (1971)