She’s looking at you Donna, you are the only one she can see
A pretty blonde haired girl was watching me
Her name was Cassandra and she was only five
She was a pretty spirit and one who had died
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A different style of write.Was that a hallucination or something else the question stirs our mind!
the very name Cassandra is so apt in the poem...the imagery and narrative are brilliant, Donna
great rhyme...nice meter....mostly loved the....charming style, like Alice in wonderland you took us into a time vortex. beautiful, imaginative, fun cheers