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Strawberry Fields Forever


Baby we need to talk
You're eleven now
Boys your age are starting to look
Trust me they are
Stop rolling your eyes, that's not nice
How many times have I told you
To stop rolling your eyes, please
You have those nice ribbons in your hairs
A cute sparkle to your eyes and teeth
A shiny glean to your blond hair
Boys your age are starting to look
You have a growing apple orchard
A yearning strawberry patch
Feet that want to explore
Trust me
Boys your age are starting to look
You have a good head on your shoulder
A better outlook on life
A quest to be the best
Trust me 
Boys your age are starting to look
You have blue skies ahead of you
A sunnier life on the horizon
And parents that love you to pieces
Trust me
Boys your age are starting to look
Baby girl, listen
Baby you have a locket
Nice and shiny
And beautiful
You're shapely
You put a gleam into boy's eyes your age
Trust me
Boys your age are starting to look
Inside your locket is your most prized possessions
Listen to me, stop rolling your eyes
You keep it for the man that you love and plan to marry
Trust me
Boys your age are starting to look
Look at me baby, stop rolling your eyes,again
I only want what's best for you
Look at your father
His docket and my locket 
Met for the first time
On our Honeymoon
It's was fairy tail
We were Romeo and Juliet
That's what I want for you
Mama wipe those tears out of your eyes
I love you mama, 
Grandma's already told me that story
Trust me
I know
Boys my age are starting to look
Mama, I just roll my eyes at them


connie pachecho

12/26/16

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