Ribbons Undone

Friday 9 September 2011, by Cécile Desbrun

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she’s a girl
rising from a shell
running to spring
It is her time
it is her time
Watch her run
with Ribbons undone

she’s a rose
in a Lily’s cloak
she can hide her charms
It is her right
there will be time
to chase the sun
with Ribbons undone

she runs like a fire does
just picking up daises
Comes in for a landing
a pure flash of lightening
Past alice blue blossoms
you follow her laughter
And then she’ll surprise you
arms filled with lavender

Yes my little pony
is growing up fast
She corrects me and says
‘you mean a thoroughbred’
A look in her eye says the Battle’s beginning
From school she comes home
and cries
I don’t want to grow up Mom
at least not tonight

you’re a girl
Rising from a shell
Running through Spring