She was polite.
With her soft voice and heavy heart,
She still learned to smile.
When her eyes
drowned in tears,
She still managed
to wear a smile,
a smile so radiant,
so contagious
that it overwhelms
everything it touches.
Her heavy, echoing voice
sings into my ears.
The pain that she hid
within herself, the ones
that she veiled
beneath her prayers,
I hope they are answered.
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