The fairies have moved on
and left me with a daughter
who is old beyond her years.
There are still hints of an
effortless innocence but
it is lessening by the hour.
She wants to attain some
better command of her life
and of her wider world,
but at such a cost!
The fairies have moved on
and they are not coming back.
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I have such sweet memories of her fairy door at the house where we lived until she was 8 years old. When we moved to our current house 3 years ago we bought a second fairy door and I secretly attached it to a tree in our back yard.
We were playing back there soon thereafter and I “ stumbled upon it”. She looked at me sideways and accused me of orchestrating the discovery. Regardless, she did make some decorations for it during the pandemic with all of that time at home and bought some accoutrements for it as well for imaginative play.
But today I mowed the yard for the first time this year and I saw the door without its decorations looking sad and abandoned. The fairies have moved on and so has my little girl.


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