Heroine
Her flaming red hair is gently brushed by the winds, while her earthly eyes shine the most as she rides her motorcycle. A white and gray polished building she encounters. She touches the brake, stopping the vehicle flawlessly. She’s home. Just where she belongs. She opened the door and was greeted by tons of people, whom she calls her family. The war is finally over. It caused bloodshed and sacrifices. However, it also causes a family to get back together, to fully embrace each other, and to reach the hands of one another. Natasha Romanoff felt alive seeing everyone smile right before her, seeing them make it without her, seeing that her sacrifices were worth a lot, and seeing that they might have nearly lost but they didn’t because of her.
03/03/2023, Marvel And Dc Superhero Or Supervillian Poetry Contest, Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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