Dear Old Claire
Sometimes, dear old Claire
Thinks that life was not fair
It gave her tenderness
That was not the path to success
It gave her a big heart
That is why people thought she was not smart
But when she dreams, or paints, or writes
She sees wonderful sights
She feels that she has her share
Of happiness in life, which was fair
Copyright © Vesna Kovrlija | Year Posted 2013
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