A Realm Of Enchatment
 
Magical moonbeams and fairy dust,
swirled beneath the golden moon,
as pixes played with dewdrops,
in a realm of enchantment all their own,
and fairy's glittering wings appeared,
bellowing across the purple dusk,
dragonfly's fly in a mist of dreams untold,
leprechauns march with lanterns all aglow,
and they all sit on mushrooms waiting,
for all the stars to unfold.

By Mud Hen

© 2009 Mud Hen (All rights reserved)

 

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