Disclaimer - Nope. Not mine. Black Dwarfs are elecktrum's!
"Joyful Eyes"
One would think energy would wane with age.
But then there is my sister. Filled with Black
Dwarf passion, Lucy leaps and twirls and sways
to pipes, drums, and strings. We never give her flack
for enjoying her dance (except when she drags
me out on the floor). Lu's gaiety fills all
eyes with joy, even as she slowly lags
behind the song, still weaving around the hall.
Grinning unceasingly, Peter and I
carry Lucy back to her chambers. (Quite
heavy for a lithe ol' girl.) A happy sigh
escapes our sister as we bid good night,
and Susan tucks her in. She's asleep before
we leave. Together, we watch her from the door.