A little girl's heart must be wide and deep,
To hold all the things that she likes to keep;
A curly-haired doll that holds out its hands
And walks and talks when occasion demands.
A bright colored bow, her favorite book,
A little toy stove that really will cook;
A gay, cheery song, to sing when she's glad,
A corner to hide in, (when she's been bad).
There is plenty of room for the girl next door
And the blue silk dress in the downtown store;
A soft fluffy kitten with playful charms
And a welcome spot in her mother's arms.
YOU ARE READING
Allowing You To See Inside Me
PoetryThis is a book of my poetry, the title is exactly what it is this is me this is who i am my feelings, my life, this is my stories. Some of the poems comes with a short paragraph at the end to tell my readers what inspired my poem i truly hope yall d...
