Sweet Abby Girl

She’s taking up most of the mattress Can’t imagine being so un-self conscious She’s pushing her back up against my legs I wake up because she is dreaming Or because it is six in the morning and She’s standing up breathing into my face Sweet Abby girl I should’ve wrote this while you were still here Sweet Abby girl Even though I only had you a year and a half You made me laugh Now it’s making me cry Thanks for coming in my world Sweet Abby girl There’s sleep in the pink of her eyelids Absentminded, I reach to tend to it Historically, that kind of thing put me off With her it just felt like a privilege And if ever I did have my moments She paid no mind to the time we lost Sweet Abby girl I should’ve wrote this while you were still here Sweet Abby girl Even though I only had you a year and a half You made me laugh Now it’s making me cry Thanks for coming in my world Sweet Abby girl