Little Sister (For Susie)

Little Warrior
With long hair flying back
Spear in hand,
Barefoot in the waves
She fights, and screams
In rage, silently
She knows all the secret
Places that tumble
In the tide.
Her spear whips and
Flies true.
The moon rises
As she dances
With laughter
Spilling out.
My Warrior sister
Protects as she hides.

by Charlotte Ballard

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