In a few minutes
it will have been fifteen years
since she arrived in the world,
a babe in the garden, again.
The sweetness from whence she came
still lingers and pooles,
eddying around her as a tide.
She has never quite believed
all I told her about
"How Things Are" and
I think she knows the secret
about this land of dreams.
but having fallen in love
with stories and their telling
long ago--she will
stay until the end
enjoying every character,
event and scene in the drama
of her own making.
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