I Write Poetry
Little Rag Doll
Little rag doll tattered and torn.
With patches on your dress and your hair a mess.
Scars you have many.
They are easily seen.
But don’t fret dolly, your life still has meaning.
Your future is clean.
Little rag doll, no more tears.
You have shed many throughout the years.
So cast away your fears and dance into the day.
Little rag doll its time to do what you were made for.
Little rag doll, its time to live!
Its time to play!
(all my poetry is mine and subjected to copyright)
Little rag doll tattered and torn.
With patches on your dress and your hair a mess.
Scars you have many.
They are easily seen.
But don’t fret dolly, your life still has meaning.
Your future is clean.
Little rag doll, no more tears.
You have shed many throughout the years.
So cast away your fears and dance into the day.
Little rag doll its time to do what you were made for.
Little rag doll, its time to live!
Its time to play!
(all my poetry is mine and subjected to copyright)
41-45, F
