This girl I know
she has no past
now just how long can that last?
I love her hair
I love her eyes
and I weep too when she cries
We touch fingers
and we touch toes
I like to kiss her turned up nose
And just for her
I want to be
just that one special memory
This girl I know
is very strong
so she'd just laugh at this song
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maybe she would - but maybe she wouldn't - would be worth trying to get to know her?
ReplyDeletelove this bittersweet note...
ReplyDeleteThe strongest emotions make us strong!
ReplyDeleteI hope she does not.. it's a sweet love song. :-)
ReplyDeleteeventually she'll know :-)
ReplyDeleteguess she'll blush humming this song...
I am hearing this as a song, smiles ~ Seems like a special girl to sing to ~
ReplyDeleteA very neat love song that poses its own question. Perhaps you could sing it while she's near.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds to me like a poem to a grandchild. If so, I can identify. For each of them I would like to be (someday) a 'special memory.' A very touching poem, Robin.
ReplyDeleteThere's a lovely rhythm to this poem.
ReplyDeleteI like your sweet words and how it can be read at different levels, oldegg!
ReplyDeletesimple and sweet. very beautiful!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. Fits so many people.
ReplyDeleteAwww...What a wonderful thing!very beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYes, like Mary, this to me reads like a poem to a grandchild. It is very very sweet.
ReplyDeleteLove the touching part :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a romantic for an old egg :-)
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I hope that she always remain happy... Untouched by harsh realities of life
ReplyDeleteaw this is so sweet. i like the part about her past, how perhaps you are hopeful to become a part of it. :)
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