Treasure Island

Isabelle Cooper


A Yellow Dress For Sale


A yellow dress for sale
Worn only twice
As good as new
At a very low price

I bought the yellow dress
With such a happy heart
I Didn't see then

How my true love

And I could ever part

I wore the yellow dress
with a white rose
in my hair

His eyes were everywhere
But not on me....you see

I lent the yellow dress
To my friend to wear
I helped to pin a white rose
In her brown dark hair

His eyes did stray
Not a time my way

Not a word or glance
Between us two
He danced with her
that long night through

A yellow dress for sale

I saw his love begin
In a quickened glance
And her heart was his
Before their second dance

And in the fall his bride
she'll surely be
And a bridesmaid I
Who his wife should truly be

How can the heart
Such anguish hold
When hope is dead
and love grows cold
And proud lips must
Their smiles arrange

Through bitter tears
Is the world
So lost and strange

A yellow dress for sale
Worn only twice
As good as new
At a very low price

Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2008
Edited: Friday, December 23, 2011

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