Open her door
And stand in the middle
of her life.
Her bed with gold posts,
neatly made with beloved
stuffed animals all in a row
smiling pictures stare back,
from blue walls and a heart-shaped frame.
The room, tiny but bright
Trophy after Trophy.
Dried flowers, painted sea shells.
Notes to friends, schools books.
Walls of memories, childhood.
Tears collect, dust gathers.
Here lies the rest
of her life.
 
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