Famous Faces

She sits crossed legged

On the thick carpeted floor

Silver tea set to her left

Book in front of her

Quite the little pixie

I wonder what it would be like

To be famous

She asks

Don't you already know

I reply

Well I am only a child 

Let me think 

I say

It would mean that you couldn't 

Ride a subway

Or drive a car without sone one 

Wanting to take your picture

You would be followed

Perhaps you would like it

Having all the evidence 

That you exist

Perhaps you would try

To hide

Wear a hat 

Dress up in a suit and tie 

Or sit back comfortably 

In a trouser suit

Confident that you are important enough

To be measured and reported

She thinks for a moment

I enjoy being on the page 

Here quietly with you 

But I do not wish for more than that

We both smile and she turns the page of her book.