Her Rome
Shoes and a book
A dress and a look,
She was set to go.
Barefoot no more,
Very discreetly, locking the door
Her hair now tied in a bow.
Adventure now awaited her
Against the cold with a coat of fur
She ran to the boat.
The rope was snapped
Gently now, the water lapped
She was soon afloat.
Her mother bid her goodbye
She saw right through her daughter’s lie
No more a child was she.
She’d left her home,
Was off to start her own ‘Rome’
She was as happy as happy one could be.
But cruel was the world,
With its fury unfurled,
It lashed out on her.
Yet, she fought back
No power did she lack
Oh, the days flew by in a blur.
Older now, wiser was she
Stronger now, for everyone to see,
Her huge shadow mirroring her pride.
Arrogance though she didn’t lack,
And once, she forgot to watch her back,
So staining the snow red, she
