She was born with Golden wheat hair, and eyes as azure blue as the oceans.
She was loved by all, or was she?
She came in a packaged deal with two others.
All three identical.
One passed six hours after birth.
The other of a disease so simple, at age three.
Then whilst sleeping and dreaming beautiful dreams in color, her world came crashing down upon her.
Screams, smoke, fire.
Her bed was shoved into the doorway.
Saved by a steel top to her crib she laid in shocked and coughing fiercely.
At age 3 and a half she whimpered silently as if she made a sound , then she might be touched with this adversity .
Experiencing another tragedy.
Barely over the first one.
A neighbor came running, kicking her bed with a desperate endeavor.
He was rewarded with a release.
The little girl hurrying, jumping like a frog into her savors arms…
Then she noticed the dew upon the ground reaching for it the man let her down.
All was normal again as the fire, screams, and smoke slowly, subsided.
Distance had become between her and the scene.
Her mother arrived screaming her name, she shivered and looked into her mothers mirrored eyes , and buried her head in her chest and wept….