Black is the world before she opens her eyes
When she’s tiny and fragile and only cries
Black is the bow that she wears in her hair
On the first day of school, when nosy classmates stare
Black are the nights that frighten her so
The mysteries of the dark, when all the lights go
Black are the heels, all shiny and new
Her dark satin dress, her cheeks a pink hue
Black is the book where her secrets lie
Where dreams seem to shrivel, weaken and die
Black are the shadows that darken her face
In the hospital bed, next to her, flowers in a vase
Black is the sickness that steals her life
That filled her days with pain, and strife
Black is the veil that her daughter wears
Together, with grief that everyone shares
When she’s tiny and fragile and only cries
Black is the bow that she wears in her hair
On the first day of school, when nosy classmates stare
Black are the nights that frighten her so
The mysteries of the dark, when all the lights go
Black are the heels, all shiny and new
Her dark satin dress, her cheeks a pink hue
Black is the book where her secrets lie
Where dreams seem to shrivel, weaken and die
Black are the shadows that darken her face
In the hospital bed, next to her, flowers in a vase
Black is the sickness that steals her life
That filled her days with pain, and strife
Black is the veil that her daughter wears
Together, with grief that everyone shares
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