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Sandra was her name before they took her now they call her Lady Nanette when 
we were young we played in the dust yards together a special place dedicated to 
well the not so fortunate ones it was the only place we could go and not be beaten 
we did not belong anywhere else if we even try to step foot on the property of the 
rich and let me tell you that was practically everywhere you’d be lucky to make it 
home alive that night we were poor yes but we made the best we could out of our 
lives and we always had fun together she was my only true friend Sandra even 
though in rags had the most beautiful face and long black hair I always told her she 
was the only one I knew that could make the dirt come to life she would smile and 
say your momma must of poked you in the eyes when you were a baby but I must 
not of been the only one that thought she was something because one day when 
we were in the middle of our usual caroling a very well dressed man was passing by 
which wasn’t really that peculiar but then he stopped dead in his tracks and 
watched us for a good while he must of got a notion because no well tailored men 
would have ever walked upon the dust yards they’d be too worried a speck of dust 
would fall on their shoe without warning or word he grabbed hold of Sandra’s arm 
and dragged her away she was so brave she didn’t let out a single murmur I just 
stood there bewildered I wouldn’t dare say anything in fear it would get us both 
killed I heard word a few days later that they had her all made up in a dazzling 
black and purple gown that would float when the wind caught it her beautiful black 
hair pinned with little purple flowers and the left side of her face had been marked 
with cascading pink vines that hugged the corner of her eye the man that had taken 
her claimed her for his wife telling no one of her previous misfortunes and forbid her 
from speaking of them in turn she choose to completely silence her tongue never 
speaking a word to him or anyone again she hated the rich and now she had to live 
her life as one to this day my tears fall imagining what it would be like to walk in the 
shoes of Lady Nanette

contest: Tell Her Story 
by: Virginia Frayer

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  1. Date: 3/11/2011 12:31:00 PM
    Congratulations on this win in the contest of Constance, Virginia

  1. Date: 3/11/2011 10:56:00 AM
    Congratulations on your Nanette winning in Constance's contest "Tell Her Story" Virginia. Have a wonderful weekend. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 3/11/2011 7:03:00 AM
    What a great story behind your poem, Virginia. This entry is so unique. Congratulations on your placement in Constance's contest! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 3/11/2011 12:38:00 AM
    Congratulations on your win, Virginia. That was sure a long sentence! Some very nice images!

  1. Date: 3/10/2011 9:49:00 PM
    virginia, sounds like my name... an enticing, well woven story! many CHEERS to you for the happy win! :) hugs, nette

  1. Date: 3/10/2011 9:16:00 PM
    Very imaginative. Congratulations. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 3/10/2011 5:44:00 PM
    Congrats Virginia on your fantastic win in Tell Her Story with this exciting entry and dynamic name luv.. enjoy .. sweet success ...

  1. Date: 3/8/2011 7:48:00 PM
    Thank you for supporting my contest, Virginia, I love the name Nanette~~