Into the bedroom

Jun 26, 2008

It's a brilliant balance she has;
old, beckoning boardgames sleeping under piles of notebooks in the corner.
An antique angel singing on the closet door.
Many hours of knickknack finding and whatchamacallit discoveries unfold on the chipped desk and she exhales, sighing a pretty melody and settling into the blueprint.
Bold colours kiss the walls, drape the windows and sink into the carpet with unmatched fluency; bringing to light her escaping sense of optimism she cherishes so much. Fresh socks build behind her banana leaf chair, creating a miniature mountain range where her teddies sleep.
Although her room is young, she shows much passion within the poems that float on the cork board and the posters that advertise the adventures and memories she will one day create. If she ever follows through with that dream or this, she will be unstoppable in her capacity to love.
Dainty purses hang off the overstuffed, tired bookshelf. Already there is one last open spot reserved for a pre-ordered guide to The World and the possibilities that ride on its pages.
New and old pictures alike swirl in photo frames that cover every empty inch in this safe haven, reflecting all that is beautiful in the eyes of an explorer.