Sheep Dog

Natural protector  
Of the worlds flock  
Standing my ground  
Firm as a rock  

Heads on a swivel  
Always aware  
Even though humble  
The sheep I do scare  
 
They really don’t like me  
I fill them with fright  
Even as I keep them safe  from
Things that go bump in the night  
 
I live by the rules  
Yet not afraid to fight  
Gentle as a feather  
Only covers my might  
 
My kindness not weakness  
The beast is not dead  
He sleeps and he waits  
Until it’s time to be fed  
 
I may be old  
But test and you’ll see  
The wrath of an old  
Weary sheep dog like me