Isabelle Cooper

A Fairy Tale - Poem by Isabelle Cooper

Her own dying
Was but a Fairy tail
That she invented
From the other side of the mirror

She watched it happening
And put herself in role
of spectator who

Must impress on memory

so as to make
the morning

Choose the important
craft and hew the line
arrange the trivial
and important

So - they might mingle ever so nicely

Of course it was and would only be
but a fairy tale- by me

You see

What else could it possibly be?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 18, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, July 5, 2013

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