A little girl’s room
Babydolls are everywhere
On the wooden floor
Teacup set is sitting on the tiny table
With two way chairs
Next to the painting wall
There is bookcase of fairy tales
Adorable teddy bear sat by the window
Looking at the brilliant sun
Oh a princess bed stands next to another wall
Its has poetry in Black Hand written over it
A closet with full of secrets where
nobody knows her own shadow
Pink ballet shoes were hidden in the shoebox
Her beautiful dresses are hung on the hanger stick
During the morn
butterflies would come in and accompany her
During the night
fireflies would come in and lighten her hazel eyes
many seasons went by
thousand years are gone
this little girl’s room
lingered in the dark ages
its cold and fragile
fill with spider webs
yet death
the little girl passes away
she has left her room so empty
but everything remain the same
it never change……….. the life it use to be
copyright ©2005 kai croft
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