Page 2, Crimson in White (Continued)
There's purple in black scattered across the sky,
They are coming to attack her with their lie,
They will soon be upon her in swirling confusion,
And spread all around her their threatening delusion.
There's crimson and white waiting outside the door,
And suddenly the princess remembers what it's for,
She runs down the stairs to make use of its power,
And bends down to pick a very small flower.
Author: Randy Stahla, copyright 2006.
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“Blue Ballerina” was written for those who have lost someone because of a crime.