A Shining Star
It just isn't fair,
It's not at all right.
She was taken too soon-
A shining star so beautiful and bright.
Such a good daughter, kind and loyal
The kind of person she was brought
her life to an end.
She never worried her mother or went
out every night.
She would tell others to try to do
what was right.
Much too brief was her time here.
She had much more to do;
we needed her here with us,
But Heaven must have needed her too.
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