A little festive clover inside a cheerful heart.
Happy St. Patrick's day Rose
So bright and friendly
You'd think on this one of child hood's favorites
I'd know what to say in return
But it sticks.
Tears roll down my cheeks that
just don't stop.
Ten years Daddy.
I still miss you far more than
any friend I ever made
And that eats at me.
We were friends forever
Our secret club so rarely opened
Memories of mice and baby oil
lined up on the tub
and lost in the ocean.
Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 8:11 PM UTC
A little festive clover inside a cheerful heart.
Happy St. Patrick's day Rose
So bright and friendly
You'd think on this one of child hood's favorites
I'd know what to say in return
But it sticks.
Tears roll down my cheeks that
just don't stop.
Ten years Daddy.
I still miss you far more than
any friend I ever made
And that eats at me.
We were friends forever
Our secret club so rarely opened
Memories of mice and baby oil
lined up on the tub
and lost in the ocean.
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