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To Brittany (Free verse) by amanda_dcosta I donât know why life's so tough on you,
Little angel, precious child.
Why dark clouds want to take away that sunshine smile
That so befits your cherub face.
Why thunderstorms want to chase you
To the forests dark and deep
Or why the night comes quickly by to
Scare you till you scream.
Yet through it all Iâm sure there is
A gap, a vent, a tiny holeâ¦
That makes your innocent rays of gold
Touch a patch of land that needs you most
Perhaps a wink, a smile, a wordâ¦
Who knows.
You might perhaps touch my soul.
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