She has Fallen Ill

May she get well soon,

A heart so lively,

And kind,

And beautiful she is like the moon.


She talks like a baby,

In a manner so cute,

An endless storage of stories,

Are there in her psyche.


Oh God! Relieve her from her pain,

She deserves to shine,

Like a rainbow,

Over and aver again.


Her smile is matchless truly,

Touches those nearby,

Her mind is a mirror,

That anyone can see clearly.


May God be merciful,

Taking away all her agony,

From her heart and soul,

May she remain ever beautiful.


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