Short Dressing Table Poems

If  I should ever love you dear 
Would it all be in vain?
If I would shed for you a tear 
Would you still understand the pain?
Roses left unsmelt on your dressing table
You rather chose the babe in the stable
Became a nun and I was left with none....

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Set neatly on her dressing table
Are make-ups and lip sticks.
All sorts of nail polish,
And glittering jewelry
Now lie upon
Her once untidy desktop.
No more Dolls and Tea sets,
And no more "wearing Mommy's clothes".
No more tea parties and Barbie houses
That used to emphasize her childish games.
Thus i find her room
Filled with posters of pop stars and boys,
with various magazines and books,
Cosmetics and perfumes.
She is not the little girl she once was,
For now she has grown....

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