Dust and Grime

It’s Saturday and I’ve some cleaning to do. Guess what happened!!

Dirt and Grime

A fairy fumbles
through the dust
coating the corner

beneath the tall lamp
as snow sugars
a meadow,

soft and white,
searching for the magic
that slipped from her wings

as she sped away
from the hungry cat
that surprised her

napping
in a shadow
cast by a stack

of old books,
of old stories.

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