Thursday, February 17
You loved me once, this I know. Then my little leg fell off above the toe. You just threw me away like trash, not caring again with me to play. In pain I moaned a little and cried a lot. So then with love this friend paid and bought. She gave me faith and a little bling. She glued and painted and did her thing. Now I'm laughing in smiling glee, because someone believes in me.