Poetry Magazine

 

  Hayley Livermore

UK

The Woman I Know

A leader, a faker
A monarch, a maker,
A damaged and taken,
Child that’s mistaken,
Loyal and kind,
Sound body and mind,
A weapon, no armour
A side which is sharper,
She carries my voice,
Though she has little choice,
A friend, a foe,
That’s the woman I know.

 

 

 

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