Polly

Polly left on Christmas Eve I will know as long as I live that it was all You had in mind She was turning 28 And I always thought it's too late to tell you I never cried There were so many ways to hide In the hours of waste And I will be More than it takes To you It was different time and place How we used to sit on the fence and wait for her Like a game Polly knew but never said The very little time that she had was easy on that day There were so many ways to hide In the hours of waste And I will be More than it takes To you