The Sound of the Words

It is hard for me to tell whether I admire the actual poetry or just the sound of the words coming out, but I very much like Fergie singing the words of Big Girls Don’t Cry.

I need some shelter of my own protection Baby

To be with myself and center, clarity, peace, serenity

I hope you know, I hope you know

That this has nothing to do with you

It’s personal, myself and I,

We’ve got some straightening out to do

And I’m going to miss you like a child misses her blanket

But I’ve got to get a move on with my life

It’s time to be big girl now, and big girls don’t cry

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