SuziCate's Musings

Warrior Woman

Bow strapped to my back,

I stealth my way through the forest.

I look. I listen. I crawl and sniff.

I track any danger coming your way.

I wear you in my bosom.

I maim or kill ill intent meant for you.

It tis the way of a warrior woman.

And you, my dear,

take the quill from my hand and pierce my heart.

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