An Uncorrupted Figurine
By PJ Perry
She looked so beautiful lying there
So elegant and serene
Her skin tone perfect and ever so fair
An uncorrupted figurine
In a dress made of the finest silk
The one she first wore in the meadow
Whiter than even the purest milk
A vision that I'll never let go
I gently kissed her cheek
Stroked the other with my hand
Like I did every hour of the week
She was everything that I hadn't planned
Her hair moved slightly with the breeze
'I'll see you soon' was what I said
I moved in to give her a last squeeze
And for a moment I forgot she was dead
My memory won't allow her to wither
During her trip to the afterlife
As the coffin lid closes darkness consumes her
She was as striking in death as she was in life
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Poetry Shmoetry! ~ Various Poetry ~ by PJ Perry
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