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Strawberry curls flying in the wind…
Ring of daises ’round her lovely hair…
As she ran barefooted on emerald grass,
Her laughter filled the soft spring air.
White cotton dress blown by the breeze,
A little girl hiding behind the trees…
A yellow butterfly came in sight,
And her amethyst eyes shone with delight.
On the front porch she awakes from slumber,
Reality creeps in and she’d soon remember…
Those were but mem’ries of days long gone
Eaten by the cancer that brought her down.
Tears filled her pale violet eyes ,
No longer a brilliant purple shade,
Along her hollow cheeks, a steady cascade…
Rosy tresses fell and shorn,
In its place, a ‘kerchief worn.
All beauty was lost, she thought,
All that’s left, a bittersweet dream…
Eternal oblivion she sought.
But a warm hand covered her cold frail one,
With love, gentle lavender eyes shone.
No longer tiny, a li’l more of a lady,
Was the little girl in her dream…
‘twas at that moment that she understood,
Golden locks were not her crowning glory,
But her loving and caring family…
Circles ‘round her eyes, hair cropped and trimmed,
She’s more beautiful now than she had ever been.
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