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.