Ma Petite

( One more from the past )

There goes a girl, each eye a Pearl.
 
She has on her head one tiny curl.
 
She gave all her love and a tender kiss; to this boy, she’ll sorely miss.
 
There goes a boy, who had a plan but he let the girl slip through his hand.
 
Now all he has is time, a time in space where he’ll sit to see her pretty face.
 
As time ticks on by, you’ll see his tears, you’ll hear her cry.
 
As they watch what they had float on by.
 
Now that they reached the end, their hearts in time will slowly mend.
 
I’m sad to say this is The End Ma Petite my FRIEND!