My sweet little one
I have prayer for thee
I hear you call for me
If only you could tell me where you are
You lucky baby
You have an army
Who are on the hunt for you
Going by my description
To reach out and find you
I see you with my sense
I know what you look like
I have a royal red, gold and velvet bed
For you, a gift to a suffered soul
Starting out poorly, knowing no other what of life
Yet trusting and beckoned my call
As I pictured you everynight
Your name even came to mind
A bit on the devilish sight
But my tiny little angel can always
Pout on the royal bed for any misdeeds
First she said her name is Taboo.
The next day she said it was Chaos
So, when she arrives, we shall have a talk
Maybe her name is Boo!
Whatever she decides is fine with me
I am hoping she will cuddle me
And dry my tears away
I need her comfort
That only she can bring
Somefthing soft
And close by
And to play with silly things
Renee Robinson
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Nae's Nest 