WRiter's Corner

it’s a flutter

in the backstage

as little feet

spritely fly

to their places and

in the tummy

a giddy

goofy

giggle

inside that wants

to erupt

when you

peek from

behind the curtain

and wave

and whisper

quietly

in your heart:

I’m here

I love this

I’m so glad you’re 

here, too

it’s so many seasons later little sprite

vanished-off satisfying so many

other

responsibilities fluttering through life

for so many others so the show can

go on

…one day

a princess of fairies

arrives

from the sky 

and without even

a wave of a wand

simply

glances at you

with obliging eyes

as if

to signify you

are the magic

and you

bring the gifts-

Ii is a wonder

in your complex world

that the walls around you

do not slide down

into the sea or the ground beneath

your feet

doesn’t crumble away

instead you dance

you vibrate

you fly

before the eyes

of the princess

and all

like

that little girl

with a heart that

is fluttering with

a revived giddiness

and in 

that moment

as you

peek out

through

the curtain

of your life

you whisper with

a contented sigh

I love this

I am so glad

you’re all here

I have always been

here, too

Johane Meehan