A fearless warrior
Alone in her plight
Fighting for their existence
No one to help her and the child
Determined to go the distance
She walked through fire
but was not burnt by it
She circled her wagons
With her never ending fury
She slayed the dragons
She would fight tigers
For she was a mother
Crossing her you cannot afford
For the life of her daughter
She would fall on her sword
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge Week #48
Using the line She walked through fire but was not burnt by it