They just hang there quiet
in a little corner of my house
found them on a fleemarket
and fell in love at first sight

Someone made them once
in a time wich has long gone
and they were sold to one
who's heart was touched

Wonder where they've been
how many homes they've visit
maybe put away for a while
in a dusty chest at the attic

So many things they've seen
witnessed happiness and pain
what stories would they tell
if they were able to speak

They just hang there quiet
smiles on their childish faces
I hope when someday I'm gone
they'll find a quiet corner again

[This message has been edited by Titia Geertman (edited 06-11-2001).]

This made me smile, Titia...very creative write!

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I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything gotta change around me
I’d tell it to your face,
But you lost your face along the way...

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee