The Child of Smiles
The Child of Smiles is lost in the garden
Once green with spring and never somber.
The crayon rays of the sun,
Now gray in her memory.
Where clear waters run
Lost in mires of misery.
The Child of Smiles is lost in her garden.
The songs are missing in their slumber.
The floral beauty left to loll.
The sunset is dulled and grayed.
With rain clouds that would not fall
Portrait against which we inveighed.
The Garden of Smiles has lost its child.
Once curious and sound in her spirit's ember.
In strides of a dead march she stalks
The pages of her life, retold.
Through the maze of hedges and crosswalks
Her fastidious indagation extolled.
The Garden of Smiles has lost its child.
Emblazoned no more in florid amber morn
Recipere mentis castrum—*
A reclamation of the rightful queen.
Filiola, agnosco te ipsum.**
Hail Queen Alice, the Child who smiles within!
~END~
*Reclaim the fortress of your mind
**Fair daughter, know thyself once more