
Violet Pearls
She walks with her head high
While her crown touches the sky
Mother tells her dry your eyes
And implies that everything
Will be okay
Her name is Violet like the color
Like the pearls wrapped around her mother’s brown neck
Pearls that never have to be checked
Mother told her the story of the life
She once had full of love and
Laughter hoping that Violet would take
after
Mother what’s that noise outside
Why is their screaming and gun shots
Mother’s stomach tied itself into knots
Don’t worry Violet we are inside
Just hold onto my pearls for good luck
We might be stuck but it will be okay
We have each other
Mother will protect you
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