How Would I Get To the Stars
She has lost her faerie wings.
The butterflies, bees, wasps and grasshoppers are all helping.
She has been kind to them, so they reciprocate.
They ask if she has been to the mushrooms, the violets, the stars.
How would I get to the stars? She asks.
They are embarrassed, realizing she cannot without her wings.
The hunt gets more intense.
It is imperative to find them now.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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