She froze rock-hard to grow a spine,
A spur-spun steel stiletto –
The point is, she’d been out of line,
Her heart the merest echo.
Assumption said she’d never do,
The lies were knives she swallowed –
But once she changed her point of view,
A rugged backbone followed.
Gosh, this is genius! Thank you for writing and sharing !
Oh oh. No pressure for a repeat performance is there? hehe Thanks Deb!