Who I Am
I am from the sound of music
Each phrase telling a different story
My feet walk to the beat of a song
As times get harder the tempo slows down
But speeds back up as life turns around
I am from the boots of a soldier
Strong and steady marching on
Always ready for the battle ahead
And facing the future with no fear
I am from the pen of Einstein
Light bulb and all
Always questioning what is considered "true"
I am from the heart of a mother
Loving new and old
Caring deeper than the sea
Walking close behind with a watchful eye for those who might deceive
I am from the beats of a drum
Always prepared to fight
Carefully learning as I go
Always forgiving but never forgetting
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