Little Woman

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    • LittleLady34
    • is waiting to get a good result on contest..poem Unfortunatley

    Little Woman
    "Little Woman" they call me.
    I'm little in every way.

    My age tends to change
    But little seems to stay.

    I don't mind to be little.
    I love to be small as a fiddle.

    I fit in every corner.
    I can hide in every place.

    I don't have to be tall
    It pays off to be this small.

    So no matter what people say
    Little will always be my way.

    *Dedicated to my little sister in-law: Angela L.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    LittleLady34’s Poems (4)

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