Dear Baby Me

Thu, 02/01/2018 - 16:23 -- ash99g

With a heart of gold she stands alone.

Hidden among the tons of gravel and stones,

her place of solitude.

Walls built high.

Herself locked inside,

Where none would search

For it is safer there than out in the open wide.

With a heart of gold, she stands alone

Many have tried to melt it

Bend it

Destroy it

No matter what gold stays gold

It may get old

It may get sold

But gold stays gold

She stays gold.

Just a Warrior 

This poem is about: 
Me

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