In a world full of daisies, she was a wildflower
A warrior, who’s voice could not be silenced
With a storm in her eyes, her strength could move mountains
She dared to be different, unique and bold
In a black and white world, she broke the mold
With a steady mind and a wandering heart
She evoked changed with her profound thoughts
Her passion fueled her colorful existence
With a fiery spirit, she held electric resistance
Never could she be held down, captured or tamed
When she left the earth, her impression remained
© Jacquelyn Miccolis
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Nicole (Nikki) M.
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