Come on, Come on Annie

Like a bud your spirit stirs
The flower, my sweet Annie
Has bloomed:
And you..You are the flower
of my heart

I love you My Annie
Do I hear you sing my friend?
As spring has sprung?
It’s Time to run and Play..
Come on,Come on Annie

Now you have roamd and rolled for hours
Look..Annie!!
There are no blooms in my flowers..
Don't you understand?
Those were MY flowers!!

Now..as I long ponder...
Where is that Annie ??!
I wonder...
Come on, Come on Annie..
Please, not again..
NOT in my Flowers !!

"Awwwwwwwwww Annie !! "
Come on, Come on..
OUT..OUT..
Those WERE my flowers..


© KC Sievert -- for my Annie

Monday, July 10, 2006