Tribute To Anne
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Anne was just a normal girl
No one special
Not someone you would notice
But fate has a way of doing things
It placed her in the wrong place
At the worst time possible.
Hiding for seven hundred sixty-one days
All she had were a few people hiding with her
And the fear that they would be caught.
She lived in a world of silence—
So, her imaginary friend Kitty found her.
She also found a place where she could talk,
Talking about what her life had become.
Her words were candles in the blackout,
Each page is a fragile flame against the dark.
She wrote of laughter, longing, and first love
While the world outside forgot its mercy.
Eighty years later, her diary has become a bible,
And the girl who was a nobody—
Well, she became Anne Frank,
The girl everyone knows.
© Poem XXVI/XI/MMXXV
LRET
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