Sweet Magdalen

Magdalen longed to become a Parisienne Unfortunately she felt more like a prairie hen Working earnestly for the county’s aldermen Tallying hydrogen nitrogen oxygen Overseeing regimen and specimen All lined up under lights of halogen At times she closed her eyes and said amen Holding her magical fountain pen Writing poetry about way back when She dreamt of being a beautiful Cheyenne Canoeing down the river Darien Banked by miles of green magnificent glen She had countless fantasies since she was ten Flying as free as a sweet wren again and again But Magdalen always longed to be a Parisienne AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Posted in March, 2018