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Duzzie was her name
brown eyed beauty, ringlets plentiful
a grown soul in a young girls body
Duzzie was her name
years were hard to her at times
they all thought she was the rock,
alas such a tender soul she really is!
capable of that deep ...all intense love
she knows no other way
she believes in things unseen
giving to him all her heart and soul
putting her fate in only his hands, asking for nothing
saving herself for that once in a lifetime love
confused by those who just cant give the same way
learning , growing, standing on her own
my heart smiles, she touches me ....so
thankful I am, that she is a part of my life
she lights a room and doesnt even know it
soothes a soul with a simply smile
mends a broken heart with a mere hug
and I have seen her make those who can't walk ...dance
Duzzie was her name
but some now call her MS Thang!
giggling till I burst
I watch as this beautiful rose before me blooms
