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‘Twas Then ~

Silence…

Deafening…

silence.

Gazing round the room,
painted in hues of soft greens and Ballerina pink,
awaiting its new occupant.

Above the rocking chair,
Faerie tale Queens and galant Knights in shining armor
bow and dance amidst the border.

Smiling dolls
that sparkle and shine as they burp then speak
“I love you, mommy”

‘Twas then I smiled.

Bookcases brimming
with old tales and new stories to engage our reader
with adventures…and dreams.

Double doors open
to a world of high fashion ruffles and ribbons.
for our burgeoning shopper.

Nothing, nothing-
topped this world of illusion bigger or grander than the
mystical canopied crib.

Netted in tulle and lace
accented embroidered pillows and downy blankets.
To comfort in love, and safety.

‘‘Twas then I sighed.

Upon the delicate
hand painted step stool, of the moon and stars
rested a pair of pink slippers…

Miniature in size
and shaped to resemble two warm
and cuddly bunnies.

Just the style
our high end fashionista would select
trendsetting nighttime footwear.

‘Twas then I realized,

Our new occupant
would never embrace the warmth
of those sweet bunny slippers.



‘Twas then I wept.
Honoria
Author's Note
For Missy’s ‘These Boots Were Made For Walking’ comp.
Photo #6
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