Friday 16 March 2012

Playgound

Father, take me home
I am crying for you
The sun is setting and it's getting all dark in the playground
I am scared and I am lost
Please hold my hand
and walk me home
The birds are flying back to their nests
and the crickets have started to chirp
I can't find where I left my doll
and trees have become giant shadows
Father, where are you?
I can't find my way
The doors are closed
and streets are quiet
Father, your little girl is all alone
Please hear my voice
Don't leave me on my own
Father, please take me home
Father ...

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