She wore her heartstrings on her sleeve.
That nearly brought her to her knees.
She tried to stitch them close to the vest.
The result was just a tangled mess.
Her tears flowed down like a raging river.
She held herself but still she shivered.
She tied her hardships with a little white bow.
Then wore it proudly for all to know.
She was soft like a lamb with a heart of lion.
Her soul was bound with the Sisters of Orion.
Stanley Mungai.
That nearly brought her to her knees.
She tried to stitch them close to the vest.
The result was just a tangled mess.
Her tears flowed down like a raging river.
She held herself but still she shivered.
She tied her hardships with a little white bow.
Then wore it proudly for all to know.
She was soft like a lamb with a heart of lion.
Her soul was bound with the Sisters of Orion.
Stanley Mungai.
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