Trees of gold and orange
Breezes of below freezing
Crowds of students arrived
For the day of school
.
Amongst the people
One woman strolled onto campus
The only one at the school
Out of a sea of male peers
.
Balanced elegance and intelligence
Detail-oriented perceiver
Was not afraid of others
And dressed in shades of blues
.
Her talent is honed as an eagle claw
The patience of a Siberian tiger
Beauty of a secretary bird
She had the personality of a carnivore
But was unfortunately treated as prey
In her field she was the brain and brawn
.
In the busy halls
Some of her peers lurked
Few in admiration
Most out of jealousy
Hissing like cobras
With green faces plastered on
.
The group of men wondered
How did the herbivore end up here?
They schemed in the shadows
Planning to play a game of pining
.
The first was a mute swan
He was exceedingly handsome
A man described as "Prince Charming"
The blonde approached the woman
He insisted he sat beside her
A façade of pure white feathers
With a tendency to strike a romance
Synonym after synonym for beautiful
The woman grew tired
She had thought about her studies
So she pestered the man about books
He pestered back about a date
With a final nerve
She declined and went on her way
.
Next was the owl
A book-smart man
Who planned to outsmart the woman
During class he interrupted her
Insisted he was in the right
Purposely attempted to make her the fool
Only to be met with criticism
The woman fought back
Deflected lies with her logic
Usually would be proven correct
.
The third was the lion
The so called king of students
Athletic and book smart
A deadly combination
Yet was no match for the woman
Childish taunts
Met with complete silence
Questions of worth
Met with more silence
The lion would no longer roar
As the tigress continued to growl
.
As the years went by
Animals targeted the woman
But she would show no mercy
Awkward public proposals
Class bantering
Continued chatter
Never bothered the lady
.
As the years passed
The animals cowered in fear
They would take different paths
More women had joined
Students of education
Turned graduates of honor
.
When the last summer arrived
The woman proudly marched away
Eyes of moissanite
PhD in one hand
Bag of knowledge in the other
About the Creator
Lovely Lucia
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