When the world celebrated the day,
With red roses, cakes and gifts,
They, oh my… were left to celebrate,
With red, not roses, but blood…
What was their fault?
None I would say.
They were just going,
From one camp to...
A stern face, confident eyes,
A poised gait and mature look.
Expressions were a miss,
Making her look like ice.
She was alone at home,
Her family unknown.
She was blamed by some,
For living alone at home.
Does she possess a...