A Beauty & the Beast Poem:
To Go Below
I sometimes wish that I could go
And visit in the World Below…
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To enter through a secret door:
To walk those Tunnels and explore
From where the Spiral Stair begins
Down to the Chamber or the Winds!
To gawp at Mouse's prototypes,
Meet Pascal and his well-loved pipes,
Play chess with Father, and maybe
Peruse his wondrous library!
Perhaps they'd have a concert there
That we could all enjoy and share –
Or, in the Whispering Gallery,
The music would flow down to me.
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And, with good fortune, I might spy
Catherine and Vincent strolling by,
And they might stop and talk to me
Of books and art and poetry!
They'd share a look with eyes aglow,
Then, hand in hand, and walking slow
They'd wander on, content and free
In one another's company.
~ ~ ~
Perhaps, among them as a guest,
I'd get to join in Winterfest:
Ignite my candle in the gloom
Till we illuminate the room!
And then, beneath the tapestries,
We'd share the dancing and the feast,
The music and the magic show,
The games and laughter, there Below.
~ ~ ~
And maybe, down there, I would find
Some kindred spirits and like-minds,
And I'd no longer be alone
For they'd accept me as their own…
~ ~ ~
They'd let me have a chamber there,
And, finally, I'd belong somewhere.
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