"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song." -Maya Angelou

Sunday, October 11, 2009

The Spice to My Sugar

There is this girl
I know so well
And you, you know
Her too she’s
Always dance dance dancing
Life away with
Little to slow
Her down swirling
Whirling round
And round and
Round and

Perhaps that
Just the way
She wants
You to see her
Can’t stop-
For a minute or
All falls
Apart she
Depends on
Me, depends on

She has a heart
Of gold, of gold
You know
She cares so much
It makes her cry
The tough exterior
And carefree way
Are merely guises
For the fragile
Soul that lies
Within and

She’ll keep on
Keep on dancing
And try
Her very best
To be brave she
Keeps on keeps on
Dance dancing
Until she finds
The one
Brave enough to

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