At nineteen months, the precious Peggy-Jean
Began the climb to immortality;
one of the biggest draws upon the screen,
a Captain steering through a star-filled sea.
Success was short: financial ruin loomed,
and dropped this pearl into the bitter cup
of being spent yet hardly having bloomed.
“How does it feel, sixteen and all washed up?”
Then from the silvered ashes she did rise,
rechristened with a name from hallowed myth;
adversity had honed her, made her wise,
and forged a bright and talented wordsmith…
Diana Serra Cary, pioneer:
the proof that good comes when you persevere.
(still with us!)
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