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Marissa
Her delicate eyes do twinkle in the pale sunlight
When I look into her eyes it is then I see a bright future
Filled with hope for a brighter tomorrow amidst the sorrow
She dances in a ring of fire
Yet throws off its challenge with a shrug
Always smiling cause she's happy
Likes horse & Justin Beaver
So no matter what the weather she is there
With a beautiful flower in her hair
Singing in her heart without a care
Her name is Marissa
How the fellows want to kiss her
She made her way
Out on the stage of life
A little bit of ginger & spice
The splash of everything nice
She often wrote in her pretty little diary
About the way life used to be
Getting a pop from the ice cream man
Loving her neighbor the best way she can
In time she would shine
A light of love at the beauty pageant
A real sweet heart lady & it was no accident
She would win the contest with glee
Marissa would go down making sweet history
Copyright ©
Mario Vitale
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