(Angela Kaset)



Her mama bought her a hopechest

To keep her dreams inside

All the precious memories

Little things she'd like to hide

A magic wand, an old rag doll

Some plastic pearls 'cause after all



A little girl is only a little girl so long

And tender hearts need their stars to wish upon

'Cause one day you will turn around and she'll be gone

A little girl is only a little girl so long



One day when she got home from school

She slipped a little note

Beneath the tattered lining

And here is what he wrote