MollyA Poem by imm's placeMiss Molly I am sure she may be Yet miss Molly isn't sick Well she may very well be ill I am unsure, I do not really know her
Two months ago we first saw her Sitting there all alone and forelorn The makeup and tears streaming down The sign on the ground in front of her
I am broke and hungry,please help Her clothes were dirty then Her hair dishevelled and looked her plight The chubby cheeks pronouncing a pout
I read I looked I walked by Then often I thought for two months I should have helped, maybe I could have Then I thought she could help
Jobs are available in every store and shop How can a job not be found for her Ywca would be a place to stay and be clean Food is offered at many a church
Yet......................
Today is two months to the day Since we first saw miss Molly There she sits,sign in place I am Molly Please help me
In the exact same spot and time of day Hers clothes a little cleaner today The cheeky pout and makeup streaked face Hopelessly looking at the ground
Miis Molly is renouned I am sure For her skill at showmanship is perfect The perfect play in simple language Displayed as powerfully as a poem
I will no longer wonder or worry For I know miss Molly has a job She is an actress extraordinaire The money she makes must be good
For two months from today I bet Miss Molly will still be there...................... © 2008 imm's placeReviews
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4 Reviews Added on April 28, 2008 Authorimm's placeAboutI am a woman who both loves to write and read. I thought i would try it hear and read the writing of several poet friends more..Writing
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