The Warrior

Quiet strength covers languishing eyes
Bold courage hides wounded child
Moral stand, smoldering abyss
Difference made, positive impact remains
Recognition withheld, all glory is fleeting
Bloodied, bruised, and worn
Weapons drawn, she fights alone
Even buried in the ashes, Grace knows her name
Battle rages, no end in sight
Press on, retreat not, My Warrior Child

Becky J. Miller
Warrior Princess

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