I and my new-found friends decided to visit a bazaar somewhere in the south. They were looking around for some pasalubong, customary gifts one brings home to friends and family from one's travels. I was not so inclined to buy stuff with the name of the visited place splashed across trinkets, shirts, and whatever touristy item one comes across. I was more interested in well-crafted pieces that can actually be put to use.
So here's one of those things i found: hair clips. I think they're really neat.
With Flowers in Her Hair
by
Mr Crane
She walks in and says hello,
Reminds me fast of long ago.
She came in with no announcing
As she used to do,
With flowers in her hair.
That little girl I used to do
How she did grow.
The girl with whom I would play
Is the woman who stands here today,
With flowers in her hair.
Petunias and lillies down those golden locks
Like sunbeams come down to earth.
With skin so smooth, and eyes so blue,
The girl with flowers in her hair.
Through the grass, we'd run along
She'd pick up daisies, and sing her song.
Her songs whose words I'll never forget
In a voice truly heavenly sent,
And she'd put the flowers in her hair.
