Milk Teeth

honey on toast today. and soup and crusty bread. i've felt terribly lonely though, it so seems. i played in the snow with brontë, snowflakes on my eyelashes like glitter and sparkles. and cadburys squares. always cadburys. then my wonderful mr fry told me more secrets of the tales of harry and hermione and ronald. papa bear and brother bear built me a snow polar bear. he is watching me from the garden, he is, looking up into my bedroom. watching like peter did with wendy. i found a tiny silver spoon in the snow. how it came to be there, i simply do not know, but i suspect that the fairies have had tea parties with cupcakes and honey and dandelion soup. there is so much snow, you see, that its awfully like narnia, yet there is still no peter, nor is there a lucy. and i haven't seen aslan yet, nor mr. tumnus. but i'll always watch for them. ♥