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That night, Erin slept like a rock.
But was woke up early to be,
Greeted by her sister,
Dear Keavy.
Keavy always awoke
When the stars were still shining
She liked to play for a while,
Before the twins started whining.
Erin rarely rose early,
But this morning had been set,
To take a look with Keavy
At their Mother's old dress.
Erin rose groggily,
And Keavy felt for her,
But the Smile on Erin's face,
Left nothing unsure.
Erin would rather face the day,
Sick and without rest,
Then see Keavy miss the ball,
Because she had no dress.
Keavy carefully lit a candle,
And helped Erin to her feet.
They both got down on their knees,
And under the bed did peek.
With only a whispered word or two,
They pulled out a cedar chest.
They unlatched the locks and looked inside,
And then they saw the dress.
It had been sitting in that case,
For almost a full decade.
And the last time it had adorned their mother,
Erin was shorter than a spade.
The silky fabric was as blue as the sea.
The trim as white as snow,
The designs and whorls gave a sense of ice.
Silver sparkles made it glow.
Keavy let out a stuttered gasp.
Erin shushed her sternly.
Then she whispered to remind Keavy-
Erin: "It is far too early."
She began to lift the dress up,
And continued in whispered tones-
Erin: "I suspect we'll have to alter it a bit,
Depending on how you've grown."
Keavy stripped off her sleeping clothes,
And they worked to put it on,
And soon any doubts about fitting,
Were completely gone.
Erin stared in amazement,
At how her sister filled out-
Every inch of the dress perfectly,
Erin: "I suppose we'll forget that route."
Keavy smiled and stared
Into their dirty mirror,
But quickly whirled around,
When she heard quiet choking from her sister,
Erin was quietly vomiting up,
Into a nearby pail,
And Keavy's joy of wearing the dress,
Quickly began to fail.
Keavy: "Erin, you need to work inside today,
We have to ask to switch chores."
Erin: "Valentina would never do that.
She'd simply give me more."
Erin slowly pulled herself up,
And trudged off to start her day.
Keavy felt very helpless and sad,
But she didn't want to feel this way.
She turned back to their mirror again
And imagined herself with a man,
Dancing and twirling at the ball,
He always holding her hand.
And surprisingly did not think ill of it
Though she reaffirmed in her mind,
Her place was here with her family,
And even if one day his mind-
Decided that he’d marry her,
She'd make sure her family would be-
Cared for with plenty of wonderful servants,
And comfortable monetarily.
She took one last look at the dress,
Before she put it away,
She thought of how happy her father would be-
To see his girl dressed that way.
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