the thief and the soldier

“I am a thief,” she said
Her head was lowered,
her eyes downcast.

“You were hungry.”
His voice was gruff
but not unkind.

She shook her head,
the shame still burned.
“They fed me well
but I stole their bread
to take home
to my mother and my brothers.
I am a thief,” she whispered.

He put his arm
around her small frame;
so pale she looked in the moonlight.
“You are a thief,” he gently said,
“and I am a soldier.”
He didn’t say she stole his heart;
such words he never told her.

photo by Ron Co
from “Raven’s Song”

the thief and the soldier

Alenka Co

Stonebow, Australia

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