She is beautiful

She is powerful

Her strides carry an unmistakable confidence

With her head held high

She rules the world.

Her eyes have a twinkle of mischief

But behind them

There is an undeniable pain.

She has seen far too much

She could use better days.

She knows winter is coming

And know the terror it shall bring

She knows it’ll be a cold harsh winter

But she still stands tall.

She is brave

And caring

Just needs a home

For she is but a child.

She is angry

The world has been far too unjust!

She is tired

And just needs a place to sleep.