Soft Weapon #blogaberrycc

Soft I was, outside, inside

Soft, I had a heart

Filled with love, faith

Filled with care, grace

Soft, I had lived on earth

Soft, I treaded a humble path

Soft, I carried a halo around

Soft, I made my parents proud

Soft, as I grew,

My soft, turned into a weapon-

For powers and rulers

To gain more

Out of my soft.

My soft now hardened,

A heart of steel it has turned

Not a weapon, but a shield.

A protection, a wall-unpiercable!!



This post was created for the Blogaberry Creative (Monthly) Challenge with theme word Soft

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