by Carol Gioia

Created on: November 18, 2008   Last Updated: October 27, 2010

"I'm the line leader," she declared,
as if she were in school.
All the adults fell in line,
adhering to her rule.

With head held high, the fairy princess
approached the house next door,
holding out her pumpkin,
she begged for treats galore.

"Wait for me," she implored,
as we watched from the street;
she ran to get in front of us,
while clutching to her treats.

The line leader marched around the town,
with her fans trailing behind,
Grandma, Grandpa, Mom and Dad,
all formed a single line.

Our little parade drew glances,
we were a comical sight to behold;
grown puppets wrapped around the finger
of an adorable three-year-old.

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