Alice Does Not Know the Meaning of Alopecia Areata
alice sits in a field of sunflowers
i catch her in a deep state of admiration
i never see her smile so i just shake my head and smile
here....alice does not know the meaning of alopecia areata
in this field, the sunflowers hug alice back
in this field, she feels like the most beautiful six year old girl in the world
it brings me to tears almost to see her so at peace with life and herself
not wanting to disturb her reverie, i turn around quietly to leave
not even five seconds later, i feel a tug on my shirt
alice is looking up at me with her beautiful brown puppy dog eyes
she knows that i know
i know that she knows
i simply say 'orange cream slushie'
she shakes her head rapidly and gives me a big, bright snaggletooth smile
i make alice queen for the rest of the day
she gives me the best hug i will ever have in my life
unbeknownst to her, alice will always be Queen for the rest of MY days....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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