Beccy.
I watched as your life flowed,
vibrant and full
safe and secure,
rampant and pure, so brief
so insecure.
Some times were hard,
some times were sad,
always on guard
to fend off the bad.
Funny and brave
you flew so high, so high,
reaching for something,
only to die.
sometimes its hard,
sometimes its sad,
let down your guard,
destroy the bad.
for Rebecca. died 13th January.2008.
Jade Ni.2008.
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