Desiree Marceliussen

Rookie (3-8-97 / Oxnard California)

Little Ghost Girl 3 - Poem by Desiree Marceliussen

The little ghost girl,
so fragile and soft,
she had no name, it was
forever lost.

Since she was different and all,
I called her 'Rose', dark but yet lovely.

Once she finished sobbing, she thanked me,
for the name, she said it out loud,
again and again.

I felt her joy flowing as she sang.
Her torn white dress, blew in the breeze, so
delicate, so fragile, I could tell
she was pleased.

Her new name fit her perfectly.
yes she was different,
but we can relate....


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 22, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, May 22, 2009


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