she danced silently in her bathtub,
read fiercely in her rocking chair.
they thought she was human,
so she kept her wings secret,
behind her curly hair.
she loved to escape into the night,
wander off to unknown places and time.
she had no idea of what she was,
just that she loved to fly.
like a mysterious blue eagle,
up high.
safe and sound,
home bound.
j.s.