The girl I use to be


She came tonight as I sat alone..
The girl I use to be...
And she gazed at me with her easnesteye
And questioned reproachfully:

Have you forgotten the many plans
And hopes I had for you?
The great career,the splendid fame,
all the wonderful things to do?

Where is the mansion of stately height
With all it's gardens rare?
The silken robes that I dreamed for you
And the jewels in your hair?

And as she spoke,I was very sad
For I wanted her pleased with me...
This slender girl from the shadowy past
The girl I use to be.

So gently rising,I took her hand
And guided her up the stairs
Where peacefully sleeping,my babies lay
Innocent,sweet,and fair.

And I told her that these are my only gems,
And precious they are to me;
That silken robes is my motherhood
Of course simplicty.

And my mansion of stately hieght is love,
And the only career I know
Is searving each day in these sheltered walls
For the dear ones come and go

And I spoke to my shadowy guest,
She smiled through her tears at me.
And I saw the woman that I am now
Pleased the girl I use to be.

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