A house of princesses
greeted our three
on the return from the church,
the pageant practice a lost memory
as we pulled into the space, saw the door
and its allure
This was a place for princesses,
and I a mere coachmen
posters, and bows, ribbon and balloons
cake and signs, plates and tablecloths
the six princesses festooned every spot,
every jot, for the girls to see, to drink the
smell of princesses
for a five year old princess, and her older
sisters two, a friend, and adults too many
to name, to assist mom and
stay out of the way
It was her day, in regal glory
and fidgeting majesty
December 23, 2006 22:20
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