Ethereal Magic In the Nursery

Ethereal magic in the nursery is notoriously afoot Gauzy sheer white curtains held back by invisible hand Silence of the evening brings star light into the window Feeling Anne’s present as wolf cat sleeps in this soulful land Nursery as she left it over ninety years ago in a storm As she traveled to heaven as an eight-year old girl I feel a spiritual presence in the air tonight. She’s warm. Can almost see her halo, wings, and tiny yellow curl. Anne left our family suddenly,, she was taken away by flu. Her parents were stricken with grief, my mother told me. She materializes in front of me, and possibly others too. She is here tonight, at peace, this little princess wee. Wolf cat is curled in the bed, snoring soundly now. No longer upset by her comings and goings in this room. I am older, wiser also, at the age of almost seventy. I will probably be joining my angelic aunt pretty soon.