Fairy dust falls
every time it rains
Sunlit drops twinkle,
sparkle and shine
Magic so high,
it flies
Petals of white,
pink and red
unfurl each spring
bright and sweet
Magic so near,
it breathes
Beyond belief
some might say
Yet, in all things
it lingers
Magic so close
it sings
– – –
c.b.w. 2015
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Love the images. They are so vivid.
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I’ve been watching the live-actions Cinderella way to much this week – an equally vivid movie. 🙂
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Yes, one must believe the softness, magic and beauty will return after the freeze. Beautiful poem, Cb.
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Magic is everywhere! 🙂
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