Aggie's Lost Her Marbles

Aggie's lost her marbles
all but her favorite one
"it's the one I'm named for"
she used to say in fun

Now it hangs around her neck
wrapped in a chamois cloth
Aggie knows it's magic
so she'll never take it off

She misses all the others
the reds and greens and blues
back when her Daddy bought them
she got to pick and choose

Most precious was the agate
with colors all a swirl
he told her it was special
just like his little girl

Back then she was a princess
her bed was soft as down
Sundays she ate ices
dressed in a lacy gown

How did that life vanish?
and how did she get here?
she shakes her head in wonder
until her vision clears

Tho' she may skulk in alleys
and sleep on sheets of stone
when she gazes at her aggie
the magic takes her home

Aggie's lost her marbles
save one, that may be true
but she has what she values most
she'll never trade with you

c. 3/19/09, B. Riley