Woven Worlds
A mother sat and watched her daughter playing
with the other girls, whose parents had also come to watch
the performance. They gathered in clumps, chatting brightly,
awaiting the start. The girls jostled each other,
giggled, and high-fived.
dancing princess
palest pink tutu
exiting stage left
perfect updo spilling
“Batter up!”
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2024
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