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Silver jewels of dew developed
On the satiny white cloth of the flower's dress
Shred of golden sunlight
Interwoven with thread of black skies
Tiny sparkling diamond stars were scattered
Across the beautiful quilt
A tiny child of sixteen
With flowing hair of ravens cheek
Her fare face crimson from the excitment of the morn
Flowing rainbows clothed her body
And her eyes glittered with the sweet water that flowed through the streams
Green shreds of lace fell at her feet
And made the grass she walked on
The moon showed her shy face
To bring her shade
She brought peace to all
And God called her
Woman