Ruby

Ruby, sweet Ruby, what makes you so sad

You mourn and your fret and your eyes are so red

Why, you even cry when curled up in bed

It’s a sad sight to see you cry your heart out

Its such a sorry sight that it would quail a heart stout

Ruby, dear Ruby, do you pine for a lost lad?

It was but last night that something spoilt your mood

And left you with no appetite to even taste the food

What is it that troubles you, I pray you tell me, do

That I may have a chance in sharing your grief too

Something lurks in your mind, aye, even in your heart

Your eyes, in a daze, from here to there, do dart

Ruby, dear Ruby, what makes you so sad

Ruby, dear Ruby, do you pine for a lost lad?

Your pink cheeks have donned a hue dark red

Your cherry red lips quiver but leave words unsaid

You do not, as usual, sit by the fire and sing

You do not, today, any happiness with you, bring

I wonder what has changed you in a single night

Even the thought of it makes me shudder with fright.

Ruby, dear Ruby , what makes you so sad

Do tell me the reason, after all, I’m your dad…