FireSister

And on the stone so neatly engraved The words of the fallen Earthen soldier. Rooted beneath the underground, Soaking up its one wisdom, Its only strength From far below. Fighting for light, Fighting for life, as the ground covers in ice. Just to give the world a speck of lasting beauty To show us only more. Who will weep for the fallen warrior, Who will mourn the earthen child? No one lays flowers On a flower's grave. Peace not known, But a smile embraced in life. How strong was she, This child laid hither? Made of flesh, but a heart made of ground, She was reaching out; A flower's grace, Soiled angel. Were we the one