Anne Frank, your smile was wide
So to those eyes of life
That kindled into fame
Words of living, flame.
Make-believe, “was it more real
Then dreams consigned to sleep”
Kitty is a friend for all to keep...
When in the clutches of horrors, care.
War and attrition, outcast and caged
Hiding with little room to breathe
But still your agile mind weaved
A spell to capture an age!
“Remembered after death as a symbol
Of the millions tortured and killed”
For a wonderful diary-
A treasured icon!
