And resting quietly...until her day arrives.
✿
One day,
Life,
Life,
as she knew it,
suddenly changed
forever.
Now
she lives as an invisible;
unseen.
No voice from which to be heard anymore.
Yet in my head,
I can still hear her singing.
She is lucky,
for she's
veiled
in blue;
though still she weeps.
Now broken.
A pearl shines
where a child's heart
once beat.
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