~ By Courtesy of Others ~
Being A Warrior Woman
Do I not seem soft and gentle,
My skin, smooth, my hair undone,
But in my softness, my blood burns
Rage I will on the battle-field,
You will know and remember my cry,
A woman can be fierce,
A woman is like a sleeping dragon,
Caution is required when you approach,
For if it wakes, it will fly, free
Streaming fire across the field,
Burning all in wrathful flames,
I pick up my sword,
And hold it high
I have no fear,
To Valhalla
I ride
© Larisa C. Pole Kenaz Kindred
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