Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

               The hope flickers
             Her eyes havent died.
                       To some
                shes a train wreck.
              She takes it in stride.
                 Her broken wings
                      a challenge
                    lest we forget
                        her pain.
                   Doing her best
                  Passing the test.
     You'll never hear her complain.
   Her purpose is not clearly known.
                        Beating
           from her heart of stone. 
                  Charlotte 2019