Barrettes and carefully curved fingers,
the little girl cringes
She is afraid of her teacher.
Barrettes and carefully cupped cheeks,
the young woman lets lips
She is afraid he will laugh.
Barrettes and carefully cleared mind,
the woman fills pages
She is afraid of them.
Barrettes and carefully curved spine,
the old woman is waiting
She is afraid.
Poet's Note: The prompt suggested a paradelle...but I'm way too tired tonight for a paradelle. So I'm posting this simpler style poem instead. I wrote it earlier this month. Goodnight everybody.