Hello,Pretty Annie
Hello,pretty Annie;
I keep on remembering your warm hugs
and your sensible sweet words;
but Mr. Resenick
from child Walfare,
took you away
from your mother,
because of Aida's lies!
Now, all she can do is pray;
Brooklyn isn't going to be
the neiighborhood that
you will love,Annie...
what you left in Queens
is as priceless as happiness!
Hello,pretty Annie;
can you remember
the times you rode
your favorite horse
on the merry-go-round
in Forest Park?
How can I ever
forget
the happy smile
you flashed...
as you held
the bridels tight!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2006
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