I wore my lavender pajamas
As I waltzed above the chives.
My feet barely touching the ground,
I have to stop bouncing,
In order to bow deeply,
To the incoming
Parade
Of ants.
I thought I saw the Queen;
She was wearing a lavender petal crown.
As I waltzed above the chives.
My feet barely touching the ground,
I have to stop bouncing,
In order to bow deeply,
To the incoming
Parade
Of ants.
I thought I saw the Queen;
She was wearing a lavender petal crown.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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