Long Meg and her Daughters
(inspired by Long Meg and her Daughters by Sarah Keast)
Long Meg and her daughters stand in what once was moorland and is now just a field, and they stand and they wait.
(Like many standing stones, they aren’t really sure what they’re waiting for, but they wait anyway.)
Long Meg knows what she is waiting for; for the time when her daughters are grown and leave her at last.
(Like many standing stones, Long Meg cannot speak to explain this to her daughters, and so they wait for her to speak as she waits for them to leave.)
(Like many standing stones, what Long Meg fails to realise is that, as stones, her daughters will never leave.)