Her wings were first to go.

She just shrugged them off

and left them on the playroom floor,

as she skipped away on a

patter of bare feet.

Next went the aura that

had encased her, shucked

like the shell from a hazelnut,

as she skipped away on a

patter of bare feet

Then the innocent smile

was elbowed aside

by the crack of a sylvan grin,

as she skipped away on a

patter of bare feet

And she turned out the light

as she left the room,

able to reach the switch at last,

and sashayed away on a

clip of stilettos