Your presence was missed again today.
Two months since I have seen your sweet face.
Angel auburn hair framing sweet freckled cheeks
A voice so mild and gentle, but not exactly meek.
No. Not meek, but so very brave.
I can only guess at why you went away
Your energy so serene and so kind
I hadn't the luxury of also learning your mind.
And though this cruel world did hurt you,
You remain the epitome of feminine virtue.
I can only hope and pray that you are all right
And wish that I could have saved you from that fateful night.
Was it night? Or day? I can not say.
I do so hope that I see you again someday.
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