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When the girl fell from the branches above
She got up brushing the leaves from her hair.

The man said you must be the new lady of the house?
She replied:  Yes! I came in on the night train
And I brought the storm with me.

That's quite the power if I do say so myself
And I must say you don't look much like a girl 
With those boys' clothes, you have on there.

My mother once told me if I willed it, that the smallest
  of creatures could wield great power. 

He replied: you best listen to your mother then
Mothers tend to be right on these matters.

My mother is dead, the girl replied; that's why I've 
come to live here.
He replied: my mother too, I live here as well.

She eyed him and ask, are you a pirate just in from the sea?
He laughed a hearty laugh. And said no I'm just the maze keeper.

She looked at him funny
He pointed behind her at the twin hedges 
You best not go in there without me though. 

What's beyond  the maze of hedges 
She asks in a low voice.

A cottage that looks out over the ocean?
To watch for the smugglers and Tregenna pirates? 

Can I go there and see the lookout tower?
He replied: Oh you will never find it
Not without me of course!  She smiled.

And knew she had made her first friend
In this new mysterious land, she found
herself in.



written 6/ 6/ 2016 5 pm Monday night

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