She swings like flying bubble gum
With artificial curls in pigtails
Under a crocheted cap
Like a swiss girl or something.
Her cheeks are round-so-rosy-round and
Freckled-speckled.
The tips of her amber eyes slant down
Under the cap
To meet the ends of her smiling mouth.
She smells like bubble gum,
All small and pink and sky-soaring
She thinks she is a bird.
She thinks she is a fairy.
She thinks she is a princess.
She is.
(April 2006)
This is about a girl, about 6 years old, named Trista. We met in a park and the saucy little thing made me swing her for...well, a long time!
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2 comments:
That's cute =)
I like this one a lot!
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