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TITLE: Rose-Colored Glasses | Previous Challenge Entry
By Carolyn Ancell
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
It’s foggy and windy and cold and gray.
I can’t go down to the beach to play.
Isn’t it, Mommy, a terrible day?
Daughter, dear daughter, it’s a beautiful day!
We shall go down to the beach to play
where the fog is soft and the clouds are gray.
We’ll dance with the wind and the surf and the spray.
Take my hand, little one. As this day passes,
I’ll teach you to see through my rose-colored glasses!
Mommy, oh Mommy, what shall I do?
I baked a cake, a cake for you.
But it fell! It’s flat! I’m feeling so blue.
Please can you fix it? I haven’t a clue.
Daughter, dear daughter, a cake for me?
You say it’s flat, but that I can’t see.
What I see is your love, your love for me.
Let’s invite teddy, and sit down to tea.
Come sit with me, daughter. As tea-time passes,
we’ll look at your cake through my rose-colored glasses.
Please, Mom, don’t make me get out of bed.
I’ve an ache in my stomach, and one in my head.
There’s a math test today at school that I dread.
I want to stay home and sleep instead.
Daughter, you do know a nine from a four.
You can add and subtract, and do even more.
This day may look bleak, but there’s treasure in store.
A fine breakfast awaits you! Let your feet hit the floor!
A difficult thing like this math test soon passes.
Will it help if I lend you my rose-colored glasses?
Mother, oh Mother, I can’t go to fine places,
Not with my freckles, my straight hair, my braces.
Other young ladies have lovelier faces.
Tell me, dear Mother, where are my graces?
My beautiful daughter, look under your skin!
You’ve beauty, beyond beauty, beyond beauty within.
It matters no whit if you’re round or you’re thin.
To be short, tall, or freckled is never a sin.
Daughter, dear daughter, this awkward stage passes.
Mother! Don't say again, “rose-colored glasses”
Mother, oh Mother, we’ve had a flat tire.
We’ve slipped off the road, and we’re stuck in the mire.
Yet I’m coming to know, though out plight may be dire,
“Let’s look on the bright side” will be your desire.
Daughter, it’s true! Why worry so?
Sooner or later we’ll be offered a tow.
This misfortune does bring us its gifts, don’t you know?
Look at these flowers! And there a rainbow!
Ah, Mother, yes. As our time here now passes,
perhaps I can see through your rose-colored glasses!
Are you sure you must go now, my mother, my friend?
I know you are sick, but perhaps you’ll soon mend.
Then forever and ever together we’ll spend
our days counting blessings which never do end.
Daughter, dear daughter, I really must go,
But remember I’ve loved you since long, long ago.
Now I give you a gift you will never outgrow.
My rose-colored glasses on you I bestow.
Dear Mother, I promise, as my life now passes,
forever to wear our rose-colored glasses.
Oh, no! ! What an awful day!
It’s foggy and windy and cold and gray.
We can’t go down to the beach to play.
Isn’t it, Mommy, a terrible day?
Daughter, dear daughter, it’s a beautiful day.
We shall go down to the beach to play
Where the fog is soft and the clouds are gray.
We’ll dance with the wind and the surf and the spray.
Take my hand, little one. As this day passes,
I’ll teach you to see through my rose-colored glasses!
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