As she descended on this earth, silently she lived;
from a child, to a girl, to a woman she grew.
She did not know of the wonders of life like we did
but life knew of her innocence and helped her thro'
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She passed her days in sweetness and joy walking and doing things she could do without any hue or cry; thro' the city and around the garden she strolled always amused and content as time rolled. the death of your very young cousin, made you write this. thank you for this poem. tony