oh to be but a small glass crab

one night i went to them. they beckoned me and i went to them. some nights they hid away but i was their little girl, we were one and i loved them and i love you. i went up, i flew in my night-gown and kitty waved goodbye. it was nostalgic but not for forever. i weeped and hugged them all. we played. my throat was tight and i couldn't tell if i was sad or happy. i was a glittering constellation, i was sparkle and fade and knock-kneed. i was little old me. i was with them. but i was with you.