Wings

Wings of gold, the lovely queen,
Straight from some ethereal dream.
Your majesty can't be denied,
Adored and worshiped far and wide.

Wings of bronze, the leader brave-
The road to safety he doth pave.
Flying onward, e'er courageous,
Guiding us throughout the ages.

Wings of brown, the sturdy anchor,
Does his duty without rancor.
Sturdy as a Weyr's foundation,
With ne'er any trepidation.

Wings of blue, solid as turquoise,
In Search of Weyr and holder boys.
Do not threaten those he loves,
The ones he's so protective of.

Wings of green, lady of grace,
Always the first to finish the race.
Lithe and dexterous, free as the wind,
Preening and playing with all of her friends.