This is the first in a series of sort of poems about Max. I was thinking of doing more series, one for each member of the flock, but I'll just start with Max.

MAX

Max is strong.

She's a leader.

A protector.

Hard to read.

A fighter.

She never, ever gives up.

She is courageous, but sees the miracles in small things—like chocolate chip cookies.

She stands up for what is right.

So, what do you think? R&R! And tell me if I should do more for the other Flock members.