A innocent soul walks alone.
Within a darkened solitary retreat.
Her aura enriched with angel beauty.
Her face of purity now holds a broken smile as,
she recalls a voice of song.
A time of blissful play.
She holds her friend within her heart,
a bond made of love,
eternal trust weaved in one.
Her beauty saddened by fallen tears.
Her brown hair whispers lightly upon her childhood skin.
Rossy cheeks now hold a stream of silent cries.
Her mind spirals,
as she quietly mourns
a life...
a dream...
a spirit that no longer breathes.