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SEPTEMBER'S ROOM

The Inner Child has a Safe Place.....She goes to find her Peace.

She is called `SEPTEMBER'....Her age ....no more than Four.

Her hair falls in dark curls.....She is dressed in frilly white.

Her bright blue eyes are haunted.....full of secrets never told.

Secrets never meant for a child this old.

The room is bare.....no furniture in sight.

There are no windows to this room ....and there are no doors.

The walls are deep Mahogany.....polished clean and bright.

A carpeting of softest blue covers the small room's floor.

September lives alone here ....in her refuge from the World.

But she is never lonely.....She has all the friends she needs

at the touch of her small hand.....The magic is unfurled.

Along one wall stands a cabinet with rows of Magic Drawers.

These Drawers may measure very small.....

But the Miracles they hold are Her Special holograms.

That fill her heart and Soul with Awe !

As she gently glides them open...the Magic emerges...

Swirling and floating to fill the room....with sparkling fireflies of light

surrounding and caressing her....filling her with delight.

Each Drawer holds something different.....and as she glides them

back in place.....they turn into a maelstrom...swirling into their tiny space.

One Drawer holds 'THE MAN IN THE MOON' ...and clouds blow across his face.

And if She listens carefully....She can hear .....

Sweet strains of ` Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata'

Drifting softly past her ear.

One Drawer holds a Mighty Pegasus...with wings of an angel......

Along with him..he brings a friend......a Unicorn that dances along a rainbow

on tiny hooves of gold.

One hold her favorite flowers....Roses..Orchids..Lillies..

and their fragrances and petals fill the air.

One holds The Butterflies...in all their many colors all so thrilling.

Another......birds of every feather,and their songs.....

Some loud...some softly trilling.

And Always.....Always in the last Drawer opened....

There lies a tiny golden key....nestled in red velvet.

She takes it out and holds it in her palm to ponder...

Then places it back.....it's meaning...still to wonder.

Someday She knows ....She will find the meaning of this

Special Golden Key.

Till then ....September is very safe and happy here......

In Her room with no windows and no Doors.

Ó February,2004. "Lonewolf" Carey

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