She, a blithe soul,
grace draped her visage
and the environs she belonged to
also had remolded
with crimson hue
the world was in awe
for they couldn’t fathom
how someone who grew in a ghetto,
living in a dilapidated shanty
could live life in such mirth
little did they know
locale didn’t shape her
but she was the reason behind
the transformed milieu
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She is a Revolution!!! I like her
Well written!
Thanks so much 😊🌸
A formidable lady, who became a change she wanted to seek, I love the use of words as well the character you portrayed! Well done!
Thanks so much, Tanya. Appreciate your read
Beautiful words and story!
Thanks so much Krishnapriya
You are most welcome. 🌹
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My esteem pleasure Monsieur!
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Beautiful words my friend and true to heart that environment doesn’t have to mold you, a strong person can shape their future. Being from somewhere low doesn’t mean you can’t grow. You are amazing with your pen!🌹🌹
Thanks so much for reading my work so beautifully
You write it so beautifully my friend.
You are very kind
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👏👏👏Brilliant!
Thanks my dear friend