Soldier LadyA poem by SomDorrie
Her name is mystery, her eyes are dark.
her coat is long, her destiny unknown,
her sorrow runs deep, her fears hidden,
this girl is a hero, yet no one can tell.
Her arms are inviting, her lips are sealed,
her chest is warm, her legs are steady,
her journey long, her path not clear,
this girl is a woman, slowly finding herself.
Who knows her struggle, who can see her tears?
Who notices when her clouds turn a shade of gray?
Who picks up the pieces of the heart that forever breaks?
Who paves her way and clears the dirt?
No one can, no one sees her struggle.
This woman is strong, she can keep it all in.
Her name is joy, her lips are firm.
Her skirt is shorter, her eyes sjine bright.
Her sorrow is getting lost among memories she let go
This girl is a hero, I gotta hand it to her.