Dear Ann

Dear Ann,

My little one.

My protector.

Graceful and cunning.

Invisible to all,

You have fooled the world.

***

Dear Ann,

My troubled one,

My destroyer.

Bright and dark.

misunderstood by all,

You have fooled the world.

***

Dear Ann,

My poor darling.

You have cried to my heartbroken.

I begged a clue from you,

but all you have muttered is,

“God forgive her, I will NEVER.”

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