AMBER'S MOMENT

He saw her coming down the circle
And when she appeared,
He was startled--transfixed.
All he could say was "MY--WORD!"
He'd seen her a few weeks before--
All elbows, gawky, but loveable.
Today her step was a bit more firm,
Her face glowed a kind of assuredness
Not seen before, though her
Wide glasses gave still an owlish--
Impishness that had clung to her.
Now she was like a butterfly
Just out of the egg with wings
Stretched out to dry in the sun.
Before taking flight--a split second
Time of becoming!
Certainly she was no more than
Three days after awkward, but angels
Were letting fall golden dust of promises
And she would change again!