Bitter Sweet

Your room remains unchanged- just as it was when you went away- Care Bears and books still arranged, your dolls all lined up on display. On the table by the window nigh- miniature Briar horses on array- now gather dust not knowing why you nevermore come in to play. The Gingham Dog and Calico Cat are held captive behind your door- Green Eggs and Ham and a crooked hat bring a smile to your face no more. There are no more Easter eggs to dye- or costume parties on Halloween- no more sugar and spice or kites to fly- no more baby kittens to wean. Annie remains forever young- but not so real little girls- childhood times are too soon done- stolen away as time unfurls. Cabbage Patch Kids and lets pretend have given way to wedding rings I always knew that these must end- bitter-sweet memories each now brings. @ 2000