Tarot

I watch her as her small feet slip
back into the shoes
that she's kept locked away for years.

She rises
smiling as she
does so.

"Are you sure about this?"
I ask taking her hand in mine.
She just smiles and nods.

The mirrors on the wall
watch our
every move.

Her short hair
has grown.
finally falling back into her face.

I take four steps away from
her, crossing my
arms over my chest.

as she slowly begins
to stretch out
her unused muscles.