Thursday, 2 February 2012

Poetry - Baby's away and I can't help her

I saw a little girl sitting playing today today

Her hair was all a-mess with curl today today

I asked her "how old"

Six" she said straight bold

And where is your mother today today

Gone with another today today

Is that why you look so sad?

I am playing alone in Trinidad

How can I help you, I am so far?

Put me up on that traveling star

Where will it take you my little one?

Across the ocean back to my home

Today, today, today, I pray"

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