Friday, April 21, 2006

The Doll
with the blue parasol

It was quite by chance
I only got a glance
But never I'll forget
the doll
With the blue parasol

Most impressions quickly fade
Few are permanently made
But never I'll forget
the doll
With the blue parasol

If you see her you'll know
Why my face has a certain glow
When I'm thinking of
the doll
With the blue parasol

Some impressions quickly fade
This one's permanently made
Cause I'll never forget
that magnetic doll
With the blue parasol

1 Comments:

Blogger Lee said...

I like the rythym and rhyme scheme you've got going here. It gives the poem a nice, light feeling that brings a smile to your face as you read.

April 21, 2006 10:21 AM  

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