Passionate Ashes
written by: Sharil Miller
A charmed life she did not lead
In fact, it may have weakened a lesser breed
Like a phoenix from the ashes she did rise
With ever growing determination and strength in her eyes
She vowed nothing in life would drag her down
Her face always glowing with a smile rarely a frown
From the outside looking in one would never know
Keeping it to herself not letting it show
It’s said that eyes are the windows to the soul
And hers were as dark as coal
But if one took the time to look deep within
Seen would be that her love of life always shines brightly never dim
Her passion for life kept her moving on
She refused to allow it to use her as a pawn
Even if at times she was brought to her knees
Her victories over life’s battles always set her free
She never wore armor to protect her from life
She charged head on naming battles as challenges not strife
Although life could have left her broken and shattered
Clothed only in rags that were worn and tattered
She chose instead to wear her scars as her best attire
A stunning dress woven of hellfire
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