Xx Collector Of Souls Poem by Madam Anonymous

Little pixie, three feet tall
Chase after the rolling ball
Nurse the dolly to health
Enjoy your youthful wealth

No, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I’d rather be

An idea in the making
Satisfy life’s thirst by wise slaking
Right there for anyone’s taking
In the pixie’s novel head was baking

Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I’d surely be

How do I achieve this goal?
Can I play this difficult role?
Can it truly be done?
Can I affect a soul, even one?

Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I’d successfully be

Pixie little no more
Had honed in to life’s core
Truth was her guiding beacon forever
Her pure ways touched souls, in ways clever

Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, I'd happily be

I work to better all, teach by example
I do not crumble, press gun of misfortunes to my temple
I choose joy over sorrow, smile day in and day out
I dispense love, from a surging heart stout

Yes, firmly said she
A collector of souls, is a fulfilling responsibility