Late Night Princess-Morning Fairy Tale
I am a happily tethered, curly headed, gauzy shade of pale-
late night princess, morning fairy tale.
I live for today, and worry not a peep-
sing to my own music, dance to my own beat.
Working long and hard is my passion-
no matter the job, no matter the reason.
Hands are sore and hurt most of the time-
bones crackle and snap like a Vegas chorus line.
But even if my valleys are forged and mountains climbed-
the dream of adventure is still so sublime.
Sadly, life is not perfect; children and family obscure-
carrying their hellos and “toot- to- loos” like armor to be sure.
But that’s OK, that’s all right; I love them anyway-
for they’ll grow up to hellos and “toot- to- loos” of their own someday.
I am a happily tethered, curly headed, gauzy shade of pale–
Late night princess, morning fairy tale.
– p.o. martig