She is so near, yet we cannot see her
Lying in between the roots and leaves
No more pain, no longer cold not a care
Unlike those who search, her loved ones grieve.
Fear and terror her last feelings
Trapped and scared knowing she was lost
At first she begged to be released but there was no appealing.
Why had she smiled at him, her life had been the cost.
Only sixteen her life all over all her hopes and dreams
Gone slipped through her fingers
Her picture like an icon, shattered plans and schemes
She is lost to them gone but for now her soul still lingers.
willowdot21 
