Ashley

                                       ASHLEY
     
                         She was like a daughter to me
                        A child who needed a father of
                       Her own but not quite all alone
                       Nor a stone

                    Almost a stepdaughter that kid
                  Was a likable sweet child who 
                 Almost mild but never wild often smiled
                 Spoke from the heart

               She was cute and sometimes funny
               Even though not a bunny and brighter
              Than brownies that are covered with
            Peanut butter -Might have been better off as a squirrel
           and last I saw her she was an adorable painting
       
            But no matter what she does nor what name
         She uses Ashley will always be Ashley even though
        Not the cheese loving munchkin that she was
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