You wear no capes, no fancy bracelets
No super powers to be your shield.
And yet you are, by far, the bravest
Of souls I’ve seen amongst the fields.
Your tiny frame belies the strength you hide.
Some think you timid, some think you weak.
They don't know the chafing of your chide
Or with what wisdom that you speak.
You have a way in which you deal
With the turmoil of this world.
You speak your mind of what is real
Through your breath, the Truth is hurled.
With your sparkling eyes and heart so pure
You command respect, yet are humble still.
No one’s deceitful ways can endure,
Your steadfast gaze and reverent will.
TLH © 06-04-2012
Copyright © Tanya Harrington