A white-faced, stubborn little thing
Whose years are not quite twenty years;
Eyes steely now and done with tears,
Mouth scornful of its suffering—
The young mouth!—body virginal
Beneath the cheap, ill-fitting suit;
A bearing quaintly resolute;
A flowering hat, satirical.
A soul that steps to the sound of the fife
And banners waving red to war;
Mystical, knowing scarce wherefore—
A Joan in a modern strife.
Florence Kiper Frank (1885 - 1976) USA