Ruby

Ruby

Ruby with

Your eyes

So true

A cup of coffee

given you.

 

Puddin in

A little box

Your smile

So bright

As you hold true

to Life.

 

Your shopping cart

Still overflowing

I do not know

Where you

are going.

 

As you sat

upon the bench

Layered for

The season's cold.

Father, in Your hand

Dear Ruby,

Hold.

 

Your treasure 

In the field

Untold

Underneath the 

Dust of life

Is the

beautiful

one

That

You have given

Life.

 

 

 

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