Magic
Magical mysteries they are about
making you wonder and wanting to shout
Hay wait a minute did you see that there
it was a elf with blue hair
Dreams of our children turned it to real life
no longer a mother no longer a wife
I am a storie teller a dreamer a Fairy with gold wings
I can hear angels when they sing
So when you see something that may not be real
just open your mind than you will feel
The power of this dream world calling to you
Where all your dreams can come true
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2007
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