Poetry: Fire

Poetry by Betty

Woman of fire

Your voice is a thunder

Piercing through the silence

As everything surrenders.

Woman, you are power

As I follow your pace,

I could not be prouder

To mirror your traits.

You are my anchor

Your blood runs through my veins

With battles and victories

That your wisdom transcends.

And your wounds narrate

The tales of your bravery

Oh how I love your heart

For all the care it gives me