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She's
She's a two edge sword,
who wheels saintly believes;
Thus, sashays with Viking's valor
and intuition ease.
She's been known to bend,
near break,
to shade discarded leaves;
From harsh-scolding droughts
or debar frost-bite freeze.
She's
no puppet-master
and most certainly
no angsted puppet, hung;
Who submissive,
bends, bows
or dances,
when her strings
are tugged.
She's that avid eagle
with freedom's reins to soar.
Her nest,
it never tethers,
with knowledge gained,
explores.
The world, it's her oyster,
with every venture,
craves to conquer more.
Copyright ©
Lissette J. Garcia
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