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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Miss Sunshine was her sobriquet, and she the golden child All through her happy infant days she wore that winning smile She loved the colors nature gave, but sensitive and shy She suffered from the thoughtlessness of some at junior high. So music was her salvation, she practiced all the while And breathed new life into sad songs with unique wondrous style And harmony came naturally, in shades of dark and light As with her paintings and her song she kept her spirit bright. In the Valley of the Nightingales, by peaceful waters there That sylvan voice of honeyed cream still dances in the air Gifted by the shooting star with heart and mind so pure The softly spoken blue chanteuse too fragile to endure. Then morphine -laced to ease her pain and lifted to her chair She sang out What A Wonderful World and left pure magic there Adored by friends and family, her last performed goodbye She graced the notes with perfect pitch and heard her angels cry. She never got that little house, dreamed of, by ocean's roar She never sang out to the seas from treasured golden shore The brigade choir out of sight down some yellow brick road Sings with Eva clothed in white, in Toto's fields of gold. In the Valley of the Nightingales, by peaceful waters there That sylvan voice of honeyed cream still dances in the air Gifted by the shooting star with heart and mind so pure The softly spoken blue chanteuse too fragile to endure. INSPIRED BY FACTS FROM THE BOOK - EVA CASSIDY- SONGBIRD HEAR ME SING THIS IN CONCERT. ON YOUTUBE - VALLEY OF THE NIGHTINGALES, LOUIS SPENCE THANK YOU.
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