Friday, October 22, 2010

Crickets Still Sing



Mom wanted me to be a beauty queen
I had four older brothers
Dad wanted me to date the day I turned thirty
I twirl a baton at the best carnivals across the globe
Grandma likes my singing and thinks I have a future
I make records and CDs crack at the sound of me walking
I did a job for my neighbor out of kindness
Now she's spreading the word I'm the best at what I do
Preparing for my day choosing what to wear takes awhile
Doing everything for everyone else while crickets still sing

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