A dark forest~
A little house~
A cosy bed~
A heaving hamper~
On a sparkling clean kitchen top~
An old brick bridge~
Over a gentle steam~
A tummy snuggling smell~
Hugs ur soul~
You see a unlock door with a welcoming window~
A curious mind~
That had no parents~
To bake her bread~
And stir her porridge~
Some tired feet-got a grizzly surprise~
Heart in mouth~
Smell blows away~
The sun is down~
And a lost child begins to cry~
