The girl was one of beauty,
Her eyes sparked bright.
Her hair was as fair as her duty,
It reflected the stare of the night.
Her skin shone like the snow,
Her touch warmer than the sun.
She would never dream to show,
The fear that would be her undone.
The Father would once look to the sea,
And wish he could swim,
He would look at the busy bee,
And wish to be so proper and prim.
His courage, his love,
His determination he would not shun,
His sacrifices were grim, they set him above,
But in the end, deep down he had won.
She was not the one he had expected,
She was not the one he had known.
She was who he needed,
And the one with who he would had flown.
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Frost In Fire | S.Rogers
Fanfiction"Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person" ~ Sylvia Plath Agent Brooklyn Peggy 255. Steve 'Captain America' Rogers. While the Star Spangled Man with a Plan was trapped and fast asleep i...
