Oh, how you have come so far, forever ever known as a Hollywood Star.
The Impact you left is still seen today, but not only through the people you play.
You did so much for women and men, your work still revered both now and then.
Despite the stack of problems that became a pile, you still stood strong with your golden locs and awarded winning smile.
Your bright mind and heart of stone, let out arrays of kindness that needed to be shown.
You fough against the high class vultures of Fox, and won in order to be let out of a box.
You used your wealth to give others a stage, all while on every front page.
Your death, seemingly stopped time, and remined us that death is in fates design.
But the world will forever love you so, for your name is not Jane or Jill but,
Marylin Monroe.
(Written September 2023)
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My Little Works
Historia CortaA collection of the many short story's and poems I have written throughout my life.
