Friday, February 20, 2009

Untied


So my apron strings have come untied
Both dangling loose down by my sides
Unraveled at wits end
Not wanting to defend
Why my apron strings have come untied

Still, my apron strings have come untied
‘Cause of this to you I will confide
I have an urge to fly
Sink in the soft blue sky
While my apron strings remain untied

So my apron strings have come untied
It’s come down to this: I must decide
Forever by duty bound
When you turn back ‘round
Find my apron strings will be retied

1 comment:

Craig and Tammy said...

The paintings are beautiful Emily! Good luck with the show!!