Raindrops on Roses

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(Best sung to the ‘Raindrops on Roses’
Sound of Music melody)


Poised, sharp and twinkling,
So adult when speaking.
Bright as a button,
Self-confidence building.
Doing her homework
And passing her tests;
Flying at her new school
And giving her best.

List making, potions
And outraged-faced poses.
Climbing and hanging
And landing on noses.
Chess, stamps and boredom
And driving up walls;
These are a few of her favourite things.

When the pen drops,
When the door slams,
When her tea goes cold,
I simply remember she’s seven years old
And then I can’t be, but awed.

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2 Responses to Raindrops on Roses

  1. Patricia says:

    I would say this is one of your best!

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