Teela to Marissa
Well, Marissa, I'll tell you:
Life for hasn't been a beach house.
It's had bills,
And squeaky floors,
And sand,
And places with no sand on the floor,
No furniture.
But all the time
I have been moving on,
And reaching my goals
And kept going foward,
And sometimes I'm alone
Where there's only dark.
So, girl,go on foward.
Never fall down on the floor.
Because you will find that it's kind of hard.
Fix your house,
Clean your house, sweetie,
I'm still working,
And life for me hasn't been a beach house.
By: Teela Havard
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