Ode to My Innocence
This is an ode to my innocence.
To the little girl who dreamed
in the forest by the swing set,
while ogres and evil queens stomped
in the little, yellow house beyond.
While fairies fluttered about
and mermaids splashed in chlorine.
White fluff wrote tales of romance,
dresses swirling in a waltz
that painted the sky a forget-me-not blue.
Adorning flowers
grew and changed
through the thrall of candle smoke.
Petals still hang from fingers and toes,
cling to her thin, ivory neck.
To the little girl who dreamed,
how do I tell her
that those dreams were never meant to be?
And somewhere out there,
is there a woman wondering what to tell me?
Gillian Laird is a young writer from Southeast Texas who currently attends Lamar University as an English major with a minor in Writing. She has always harbored a deep passion for books and the art of literary expression and has been creatively writing for many years. After graduation, she plans to pursue the publication of her first novel.