Sitting so regal
So high on the railing
So low in the grass
Catching firefly dreams
And mouse whispers
Saying never like a lie
And forever like a curse
Green eyes wonder
Silk smooth hair
So brown it’s black
Speckling now with gray
Curl so tight
Sleep so sound
Beg for special circumstances
And to be left alone
But I can’t give you either
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