The World Ever Kind

(to my sister with fond memories)

upon the paper doll winsome stage

we reconfigured the fairy tale Age

and dropped a faint coin down the wishing well

that in the retelling was golden golden

the king commanded no spinning wheels

but the rose hedge grew with its thorny briars

and we made of time a silver liar

that a dream could last one hundred years

and on that stage belied the fears

that one day we would go away

and never return through the garden gate

but find our coins unaccepted there

in the world beyond so full of care.

how may we forget the treasured hours

we had such a kingdom

and such high towers

and took turns being the Queen of the flowers

we played the roles to our hearts' content

and summoned the fairies

and would never relent

dressed in the pink or in the blue

still seeing the happy endings through

back then when we played in or out of school

oh could I find the swan boat still

or live again on the glass glass hills

the amber apples we would find

the sun and the moon and the world ever kind.

mary angela douglas 31 december 2020

1Mary Angela Douglas

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