finally
living in my heart
the wild one that it is
"I am eccentric!," I cried
whirling my skirts down Peascod Street
An angel in full flight
barely
touching the cobbles on the castle grounds
"Alive!"
Oh, Windsor, alive!
Holding my head up
smiling at the sky
and the swan who has taken my spirit on her wings
Copyright 1987 - Louise Ann Stowell - All Rights Reserved
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