Mary Angela Douglas
Red Velveteen Wouldn't The Rosebuds Wish To Be - Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
red velveteen wouldn't the rosebuds wish to be
thought the little girl colouring endlessly
in the afternoon while her mama
listened from the kitchen.
it feels the same
indoor as out
she sang brightly of bright petals
why wouldn't Cinderella
choose that very shade
I would if I were her she sang
and wouldn't you sing
on a rainy, rainy afternoon
with a scattering of tiny pearls
if you were her?
mary angela douglas 19 january 2014
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