Poems for Heather and Picket

Dunno if these are any good or not, but I assume that reading them won't end your existence, so here you are.

Heather

As pretty as her namesake, but strong and loyal nonetheless,

She spun a tale true as Flint and Fay, of her future king's rescue.

Picket

Named for a fence, he flew above and beyond previous heroes,

And saved Jupiter’s Heir, like Massie and Blackstar of old.