Longing
I lay awake in the dead of night
Longing for daybreak
Longing for light
Darkness scares me causing me to quiver
Making me cold
Making me shiver
Someday someone may give me a home
No longer hungry
No longer alone
I wish, I wish I had a nice warm bed
With a nice soft pillow
Just to lay my head
I wish I had a Mother and a Father as well
Someone to talk to
Someone to tell
Maybe I'll be lucky
Maybe I'll not
Maybe the darkness.............. is all I've got.
SS. 04 / 01 /04
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'Bitter Sweet Within my Heart'
A tisket, a tasket
What's in your casket?
The heart of my husband,
said Lady Devorgilla.
A tisket, a tasket
What's in your basket?
The head of my mistress,
said Queen Mary's dog.
A tisket, a tasket,
Don't ask it, don't ask it.
Some memories are secret,
you don't want to know.
Liz Niven
The title is taken from a line of the Casket letters from
Mary Queen of Scots to her cousin Elizabeth I
This is taken from Stravaigin, published by Luath Press.
For more information contact
Luath.
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