scary stuff

the scary stuff called her over and over again.
it'd tug her in her laughter,
pull her in her joy.
sitting on her shoulder,
making a nest in her hair,
it made itself at home.
until she shouted to the sky -
i choose laughter!
i choose joy!
i choose magic!
i choose life!
the power of living filled her.
and the scary stuff went away.
© Terri St. Cloud
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