My baby, aka, lost to the weather.

I wrote this song when I was 9 so yeah

One day I took my new girl fishing her hair fell upon her neck in a golden curl

But when a storm arouse my baby lost her way and that was her last fateful day

 

Chorus

Drown baby drown

Lost to the weather

Down baby down

Gone forever

 

That night as I lay in my bed

My baby came to me and stroked my

Weary head

That night I joined my baby upon

Paradise shore

Together with my baby forever more

 

Chorus.

Author's Note

I was 9 so yeah...........

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You did very well for a nine year. I started writing verse in elementary school for the school paper. I like the old poetry. Allowed us to see where we have gone in mind and in life. Thank you for sharing the good poetry.
Coyote

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Wow thank you!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Valkyrie Warrior]

:-).............

[Pushkar Prabhat]

i am at loss of words.......
i agree with Marie.....
i liked it tough!!!
:)

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Wow thank!

[Saddam]

A brilliant piece by a growing hand. Beautiful, Keep it up girl.

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Thank you so much

[Marie]

For a 9 year old girl it's pretty good, although a little morbid for one so young.

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Yeah well I was always a "happy" child