Poem -
No Name Poem
The ten year old,Β
Posing astride,Β
A dainty pony,Β
That is her pride.Β
"I love you, Rebel",Β
She said real soft.Β
Before she got sick.Β
Before she coughed.Β
Now the pony watchesΒ
For his little girlΒ
Β The one that lays beneathΒ
His slowly dying world.
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