The Clone Trooper

The hard white man with lime marking’s.
Sky across his face with some more lime.
Night sky gloves and a pack on his back.
The strong commando. Short yet proud.
Crouched with a weapon in his hands.

For such a small object
The price was high.
It was a sign of love from my parents.
I still don’t know where they found this precious soldier
They might have travelled, they might have not.
The day I received I will never forget.