TOO MUCH, TOO SOON

Sky was clear, wind was cold
And the land was full of chunks of snow,
She was beautiful,
Her cheeks were pink,
Her eyes like steel,
She walked with elegance so high,
As no one has ever seen,
She showed no signs of pain or sorrow,
As though she was not worried about tomorrow,
Yet life showed her one of its tragedy,
She lost herself including her serenity.
Too much, too soon perhaps
But everything was gone from her.
She was shocked with this evil act of nature,
But nothing could be done to make her feel better.
Yet nature is so cruel in its act,
To take away all of hers
Too much, too soon perhaps,
Gone from her.