I remember when she was two or three.
I heard little sad eyes say, one day that will be me.
I said you bet it buttons, I bet you will.
The day moved on and little blue eyes held her will.
Finally she was a great big ten.
I herd her say not much longer for me.
Fifteen she was just barely handing on.
Then at eighteen she tried her winds.
I said nothing, it was not up to me.
She practiced her walks about.
The little lady fluttered her wings
Out went bright eyes, picking up the golden ring.
Author notes
Sorry I just couldn't say dull blue eyes.
A contest entry
- Prompt Contest 15 entries less then 100 words #30 by mysticstorm.
650 points, ended November 7, 2008, 12 entries
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Comments
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It's a shame when people grow up... Ahh, those pretty ways, they go away too quickly, I reckn.
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I hoped you would like this
You look so like a little princess in your picture who won and is waiting for her crown...mac -
Did not need to say it, just show it...this is beautiful, deep and heart felt...simply lovelyl...
thank you for entering...
mystic
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