The Princess Her Celestial Missionary
Remembering once when yet a child; gazing..
Quietly through the rear window's glass as time
Within a dream it seemed; she, holding tightly unto
My teddy bear tiny eyes slowy watching be this world
Disappeared while tasting but these, salty tears; echoing
Their voices colourful images and faces ? Still, swirling about
The air love waving it's farewell a sea lives left standing at that
Beauty's gate whispering into teddy's ear look baby, tis Genavieve.
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