Peace is how this feels:
Something accomplished,
And a space before me, a day,
at least of just my little brood, my family.
The pirates came and we had crazy fun,
Water bombing that baddy pirate Pete.
There were tears and laughs
and shouts,
A big chocolate cake
And a sword each,
buried in a treasure chest
in the flower bed.
Making magic for them feels
like a good thing to do.
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elisabeth pike 