You were quite pretty.
I would stare at you forever
If you were around that much
And the way you shone
Like a lit firecracker
On the 4th of July.
But no one ever saw you
They didn't appreciate you,
Not like I did.
At least not until
You were hung on that tree
For everyone to see
Like a glass bulb
On Christmas eve
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC
You were quite pretty.
I would stare at you forever
If you were around that much
And the way you shone
Like a lit firecracker
On the 4th of July.
But no one ever saw you
They didn't appreciate you,
Not like I did.
At least not until
You were hung on that tree
For everyone to see
Like a glass bulb
On Christmas eve