Love the shield

We picked you up from the sea off the green; you were lost and looking for home. Choral delights woke me as you put me so sleep. Terribly formal armchairs are yawning. I am free, fearless in spite of myself.

When we met you I was a dog short long full of despair, you couldn't touch me till I had cleaned myself, cut my hair, cleaned my teeth and shined my shield. The gray was lifted over the murky river and we watched the day come to life.