J The Trooper(for Janet Fisher)

The Trooper
(for Janet Fisher)

Artillery made of grit and grace, she
faces her lonely battlefield
with determination as her armour,
she defys again that last rite of passage
with its positive attitude,
and draws from the sheath of her soul-
a smile, and her adversary flees
for another day.
Bearing medals of survival upon
her tired breast, courage as commander,
and God as her guide,
on the battlefield, the trooper falls asleep.