Ode to Queen Jessica:
~love has no color, only the heart can see it; in natures prism~
Her birth was inevitable—
orange Lady Bug helicopters on the windowsill,
giggling about the Princess to be born.
The ladybug with hidden wings,
Visits a sunny glass pane,
Then buzzes back on the windowsill
with a slow dance—
and awaits patiently still.
Falls parade has already announced
The coming birth, from the mountains of Virginia
To the rivers of Valley Forge.
The Prince has already been born,
Waiting to cradle her into their upbringing.