soft pink and smelling of soap two little angels carrying hope one the older pushy as me then little girl grace quaterback to be sing me the cherry song daekota asked tonite funny that tortued soul i was no end in sight sang softly of chickens, babies, stories and bones while subtle reminders of not being alone one verse you slept other two versus nana sang and wept covered you gently my coda bear a brief interlude from despair walking down the hall my head bowed in shame gracie squeals nanna gods at it again a diaper a bottle more cherries ive sung lil pieces of me theese girls not leave undone quieter now though pain still runs deep comforting watching them sleep is hard to lose hope with nannas in my ears even when battling past torture and tears quieter still one step at a time a whisper from coda nanna? cherry song one more time.
i gave my love a cherry that had no stone
i gave my love a chicken that had no bone
i read my love a story that had no end
i gave my love a baby with no crying
how can there be a cherry that has no stone
how can there be a chicken that has no bone
how can there be a story that has no end
how can there be a baby with no crying
a cherry when its blooming has no stone
a chicken when its hatching has no bone
the story that i love you has no end
and nannas babies when there sleeping make no crying
