Rhinestones That Sparkle
Night time is their day,
as they hurry and find,
someone to comfort,
then leave them behind.
Motels, and hotels,
and sometimes a car,
trying to survive this day,
some wish on a star.
Rhinestones that sparkle,
they stand on the street,
some are just children,
wanting to be free.
Can they go home,
why did they leave
too old for their years,
but not for their tears..
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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