The Occasion of the Rise of the Supermodel

A dark room.
One lit corner.
with a glimpse at
another, distant world.
A dock anchored to its still pond.
Waxy plants protrude from the ground
and ducklings wander with a waddle and a peep.
One little girl sits in the midst of it all
knowing the flowers bloom for her.
Princess, angel of Now:
the quaint little world
in a picture.

"Star Quality. A Supermodel. I
must take her picture again."
Can't say I was surprised.
I've heard it before.
I'll hear it again.
I do not need
an expert opinion
to tell me what I've
been telling you all along.