My Little Princess
My Little Princess
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Thursday, January 6,2011, @ 11: 33 AM
I just don’t know her any more
For my very heart and soul she tore
I thought that I would’ve been there to watch her grow older
I use to once carry her on my shoulder
She was so beautiful that she would stop traffic
She and I were cut from the same fabric
She was her own worst critic
Everything she took so drastic
A drama queen like most little girls
She was my very own string of pearls
How she hated when we’d walk from her school
To be seen with me now would be too uncool
Picked her up from school when she felt sick
Yes she was the outsider and the maverick
Never she was the prudent skeptic
Her smile were never plastic
Told her back then in herself to believe
I suppose I was foolish and somewhat naive
Days of old truly magic
She was my music and I the lyric
Christmas we’d eat Achee, salt fish, and with fried dumplings
Boiling Easter eggs and carving up pumpkins
Tuesdays were the days for fish and chips
Ketchup and Tatar sauce we used as dips
The day came so tragic
Lost her love for reasons defying logic
In a dream it came to me but I’m not psychic
So from there on she started to panic
She never fit into any click
She was always that outside chick
She once use to get so very carsick
She the beauty so classic
How sweet it was when she sang “Dreaming Of You”
Selena Quintanilla-Pérez and Shania Twain songs too
Each time I hear her voice as a baby I cried
Reaching out to her I’ve truly tried
When she was born I first held her in my arms
Sheltered and protected her from all life’s harms
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