You got her from the tailors
All neatly wrapped in pink tissue
Plenty of pretty dresses
But he did not attend.
The phone calls appeared promising
In the beginning, even excited
But then it was always six o'clock
And inconvenient.
Loving can't be part-time
Need is a regularity
Not a hundred pouches of food
When you promised to be around.
Bluebell smiles in the silver bracelet
A trophy baby for a quiz night
And you can't move on
Because your lighter is broke.
And you can't see in the dark
Because your scared to death
Because no one knows
Bluebell wriggles her toes.
Love Grandma ***
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
You got her from the tailors
All neatly wrapped in pink tissue
Plenty of pretty dresses
But he did not attend.
The phone calls appeared promising
In the beginning, even excited
But then it was always six o'clock
And inconvenient.
Loving can't be part-time
Need is a regularity
Not a hundred pouches of food
When you promised to be around.
Bluebell smiles in the silver bracelet
A trophy baby for a quiz night
And you can't move on
Because your lighter is broke.
And you can't see in the dark
Because your scared to death
Because no one knows
Bluebell wriggles her toes.
Love Grandma ***
Love you beautiful Bluebell .