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Photo by Lisa I. McCausland |
Whoosh -
A fairy rushed by me today.
At sixty miles per hour.
In her tiny hand, she held real tight
A beautiful white flower.
The glint in her eye, as she danced on by
No one could mistake her joy.
For today was the day she earned her wings
In her hand
A white graduation flower.
Whoosh -
There she goes again!
Faster and faster, she turns and spins
Up and down and all around
Hanging on to that lovely white flower.
What a wonderful site,
The splash of white.
Fluttering about the ground.
She's earned her wings, jigs, and sings.
In her hand, a perfect white flower.