I carried a watermelon

Anabela Vardy

To be the girl that carried a watermelon,
like she carried her convictions.
The girl that believed she could change
the world, knowing daddy would always
save the situation, no matter how grim.
To be the girl that challenged tradition,
fell in love during the summer holidays
and came home heartbroken –
still believing in happily ever after.
The girl who wouldn’t stay in the corner –
had the courage to stand up for others.
I carried a watermelon time and time again,
as I mended my broken heart –
until you came along and held it for me.

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