She used to roam the woods brandishing her scepter of sticks Commanding the creatures of the forest The blue jays loved her, all the animals loved her, but, especially those blue jays They brought her gifts. And accompanied her on all her adventures And watched her from the branches In return She gave offerings of bread and warm milk And wore their feathers in her hair Oh my, her hair was a wild mess Sticks Pebbles Feathers And Braids And somehow That wild tangled mess Made me smile She made everyone smile
She took a particular liking to me I watched over her but in reality she watched over me Imagine that a little girl pep in her step and sparkle in her eye taking care of a scarred man like me
We had a trade a weekly occurrence A story for a story A tale for a tale She would whisper a story filled to the brim with fairies and trolls and trees with purple blossoms and golden roots I would hand her knowledge about the world
She saw the truth in people called them flavors said mine was a cup of hot chocolate spiked with peppermint I once asked her what her truth is asked her about her flavor Frosting and moondust she said with a smile
Now don't look at me like that, She had her flaws Even the most magnificent paintings faded with time. What happened you ask? She grew up
And everything changed The winds didn't carry the scent of honeysuckle And the crickets never sang.
She cut her hair. And her smile was guarded Weighted down by a heavy stone.
The Bluejays observed solemnly from the dead tree branches As she withered away
The forest no longer hummed And the town never felt so lonely Even I lost a piece of me When she got on that train Without a wave goodbye
Maybe one day The creek will chuckle again And she will come back and Finish that story About the king and his butterflies And I will tell the tale About the origin of the moon.
But, perhaps that is just an old man's wishful thinking. ~
this is a submission I'm working on to get into a college writing program
She was light Light that colored and filled the room Her black skin glowed where ever she went She was the sweetness in people's mouths Her braids in the sun made an aura around her Almost like she was an angel Maybe she was
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