A sequel to The Girl.
Snug as a bug in a rug,
You always used to say.
Things were different then,
I believed in fairy tales and such
The prince saving the princess,
And fairy tale love.
Every child's laugh I hear,
Every time they shed a tear.
I remember me.
So little, filled with joy.
Bounding and laughing,
Your hugs kept me warm.
And when I hear that laugh
For a moment I believe
You're still here.
