The Keyhole
Just like her favorite character Alice, she dresses, wears a key around her neck. She has read of a keyhole that holds heaven on the other side of the door. A young girl named Cassy sits bored by a riverbank. She looks into reflecting waters, twirling her long tresses, as she fiddles with the key. It falls into the river and she jumps in after it. Swimming for what seems forever, she lifts her head. At first blurry swishes of gardens and trees are all she sees. Then the picture is clear; around her stars of silver. The other side of the door is shimmering ever so bright!
Baptism took place
Let go the crutch that holds back
The child she flows
7/11/22
Copyright © I Am Anaya | Year Posted 2022
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