“What a Charlie!” The jungle roars.
She hides from their inglorious roars.
But she also hunts for her Ohana,
she can hear the ancestral roars.
She fights the whispering Earth,
the embers grow into fiery roars.
She dances with bells and whistles,
stepping into the light, she roars.
The others will always call her barmy.
But she smiles her name is Charlie, and roars.
Note: Charlie, other than being my name, is also the British slang word for ‘fool’.
Charlie Ann Alford 