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A Song For Pansy
Two artists that once danced on high trapeze...
then fell to doom, his death a fate unkind.
All hope bereft, her sanity soon flees.
Life lingers on, enduring crippled mind.
In steel-toed boots and shabby overalls
she takes her toy red wagon for a stroll.
Young children run to hide inside their walls,
unable to divine her kindly soul.
Did you dream of him, poor Pansy dear,
in his spangled suit so bright,
his arms so strong, his breath so near
as you joined him in the light?
She buys some fruit to share while on her quest
with those the rich might think a waste of time.
But charity, like mercy, is twice blessed...
the seller's price is always just a dime.
Some cans, some wood, some soda bottle caps,
the woman gleans the cast-off rubble heap,
to build abodes from simple artful scraps
for those who have no other place to sleep.
Did you dream of him, poor Pansy dear,
did you dream of him last night?
When God called forth, your mind was clear
as you joined him in the light.
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