Tied With A Pink Ribbon

~ dedicated to all breast cancer victims and their loved ones ~

Wisps in the wind gracefully blow;
Cascades of sunshine lightly flow.
Spun silk glossed in a golden glaze,
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

Stalked by a sniper’s silent stare,
Feathery fine strands disappear.
Tucked beneath a veil of gray baize,
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

Golden locks glimmer on the ground,
On her rug and the softball mound.
The golf grass rays caught her child’s gaze,
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

They fill coverlets marked by fear:
The silent crooks may reappear,
Take and raze in its callous craze;
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

Hope glistens behind the dark screen;
Life patterns trump this thief unseen.
Hair recur in a flaming maze;
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

Her infant child’s frisky hair shine.
Is she next? a question divine.
They sparkle and dance as she plays.
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

Wisps in the wind blow with promise;
Cascades of sunshine flow with bliss.
Spun silk glossed in a golden glaze,
Tied with a pink ribbon, they blaze.

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