This is my very first poem... please don't laugh
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
دن in, دن out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired سے طرف کی the end of the دن and دکھانا her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of love for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
دن in, دن out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired سے طرف کی the end of the دن and دکھانا her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of love for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...
