She was not born to be a bride, She had no child of her own. When she faced evil face to face, some will say she died alone. But to the children whom she helped hide when terror roamed those halls. She didn't die for nothing She died to save them all.
Some learn their purpose early, Others at the final turn. Many blunder blind through life. There are those who never learn.
Someday past suffering and grief may her family feel some pride. She was Victoria Soto, a Heroine, she died.
Written in honor of a courageous Young teacher, Victoria Soto, who died saving the lives of her first grade class in New-town Connecticut: