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Jennie Plays

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Jennie Plays
by LilJennie

She shuffles scrunching through the leaves
of red and yellow orange brown.
The air now has that frosty chill
but everything is new for her.
We make her wear a jacket thing
and put a hat upon her head,
but she still frolics in the rain,
and wait, what are these small white specks
that sting so coldly on her face
and then are gone again so fast?
It's getting dark so early now,
not like it used to be in summer days,
but until bedtime comes around,
Jennie plays.

Her face pressed up against the mist
that on the window has appeared,
she wants to see the world all white.
It happened overnight, we say.
She must be bundled up, although
she calls it bungled up, until
the girl can hardly move, but then
we open up the door and let
her stomp and crawl and shape the snow
and feel and taste and hear the cold.
Though later on the warmth is nice,
hot chocolate warms her heart in many ways,
but while the shortened sunshine lasts,
Jennie plays.

She brought a caterpillar home.
We made her take it back outside.
It's raining now, so she must wear
her hat and boots and yellow coat
to toddle round the yard and see
the tiny flowers coming up
and jump and splash in puddles on
the sidewalk turned from white to brown.
We let her back inside, but then
into the bathtub she must go.
Her raggy dolls and teddy bears
upon the pillows catch the sun's last rays,
and in her dreams about tomorrow
Jennie plays.

With never any doubt or fear
She brightens every single year
Oh, Jennie, we all hope so much you
Never let life's worries touch you
Smile and all the world smiles too
Little girl, we're all so lucky
To have you

She bursts into the summer morn
and sends the birds to fly surprised.
She tumbles on the dewy grass
while laughter sparkles in her eyes.
With colored chalk she draws upon
the sidewalk houses, trees and maybe
clowns or horses or giraffes -- we
can't tell; we just love our baby.
She sees the sunset sky, and soon,
wide-eyed, she sees the crescent moon.
And everyone she ever meets
with spirit, hope and wonder's set ablaze.
Just as in other seasons past,
but now the summer's come at last.
So laughing at the future, which is coming all too fast,
Jennie plays.
Trying to come up with something to commission :iconmarinaneira: to draw for me, I instead came up with this, which made me sit down and write it. Partway through it turned into a song in my head, and I keep hearing it.

This exists on multiple levels, I think -- first of all, I am so happy to have Jennie around. She's the sunshine that brightens my heart. But also, this describes the kind of little girl I wish I could be. And finally it describes the joy that I think parents with small children could be deriving from their little ones -- on good days, at least.
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