With a crack,

and a roll.

Lightning strikes,

the plains awake.

Stars winking.

With a crack,

and a roll.

Eyes roaming skywards,

total awe of natures glory.

Fury and beauty,

on the plains.

In the distance,

old Jake stands.

Proud some threescore,

plus more.

Reaching higher and higher.

Touching the bottom of heaven.

A lone sentinel,

defiant on his plains.

Giving shade on his,

grassy knoll.

Old Jake takes a hit.

With a crack,

and a roll.

Old Jake,

some threescore plus more.

Lights the plains.