By: Amoureax Amant
Match girl peddled matchsticks in the corner,
as snowfall freezed match girl's pearl face paler,
perhaps she lit matchstick for warmth of fire,
perhaps snowflake covered match girl's blonde hair.
Match girl saw feast which showed in matchstick light,
and disappeared like mirage in starlight,
perhaps matchstick light showed daydream on stone,
perhaps fall star signaled someone was gone.
Match girl saw grandma who dressed like angel,
and watched grandma who dressed in apparel,
perhaps grandma became angel above,
perhaps grandma grabbed her toward warm grove.
Perhaps match girl reached heaven where filled food,
perhaps match girl flew like fairy in wood.