|My Photo of My Amethyst Faerie|
I faced the aisle; she with her mom
across from me; she was coloring
letters which flew off her page and
stuck to my shirt, the back of some
seats and the tube car's window.
"Hello" she said as she switched to yellow
numbers which fell to roof or rose to
floor as we careened the tracks.
Her mother frowned and then explained
she spoke too often to strangers.
She was staring at the pin I wore.
My Amethyst faerie (who'd found me)
was burrowing her head in my shoulder
then reaching for her sisters on my ears.
"It's ok", I said aloud.
The little girl rose and
walked over to touch her.
"She's lovely" she said with her adorable
English accent - crisp for a five year old.
"May I have her, please". My faerie felt
my urge to give her up, pull her away from
her sisters and entrust her to the girl.
She began to rattle against me as we
pulled into Elephant & Castle at the
end of the line.
"I think I have to keep her a bit longer,"
I said. Her sisters are on my ears.
"Oh, I see," the girl said touching her own ears.
I haven't any holes yet. Her mother had rainbow
eyes. The train was pulling in. "Will you give
them to me when I get holes?"
"If I see you again," she smiled.
My faerie sighed and settled against me
as I found the Way Out. "Not yet" she
printed on my chest.
But I knew one day I'd see that girl again.
© Gay Reiser Cannon * 4.14.2012 * All Rights Reserved