Sonnet 25
Under magic dark sky
A breeze of air rushed through
There I wiped my eye
And seen fairy dust in view
I Walked along the way
I heard a small giggle behind me
Much to my dismay
The smallest fairy flying free
She waved her wand at last
As I stood so amazed at she
She left out this tiny laugh
Magic! Magic! she said
I was gone with just a wink
There I awoke in my bed
It was just a dream I think
poem by Suelynn Walters
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