Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Second Star To The Right







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Deep in the woods where fairies play, there's magic to be found,

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Come take a peek...but be quite still,

and utter not a sound.







Behind this gate and down the

winding path we’ll make our way,
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And there we will see wonders that

see not the light of day.




On moonlit nights while we’re abed,

the forest does not rest
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For midnight is the special time

that pixies like the best.



At first, there’s stillness all around,

and then there comes a light.
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And if we’re quiet and careful, we may see amazing sights.

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The air will come to life with thrumming sounds of tiny wings,
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Then wonderment will steal our breath, and show us many things.


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The creatures of the night come out to celebrate their joys,
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And share delights of friendship, seldom seen by girls and boys






The Frog Prince offers tea, the

Cheshire Cat grins ear to ear.



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The trill of fairy voices is a joyous

sound to hear.
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All through the hours of darkest night, the magic weaves its spell,
And we’ll see secret things that we won’t ever get to tell.
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For who would dare believe such things as fairies might be seen,

Though we’ll hold in our heart of hearts the wondrous place we’ve been.




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We'll want to laugh, it's all such

fun,

but silence we must keep,



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Until the morning light across the

treetops starts to creep.
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With tired yawns, the little ones curl up their baby wings,
And seek their woodland beds, wrapped up in thoughts of splendid things.







We’ll steal away ourselves, amazed

at all that we have seen,

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And in the glaring light of day,

it might seem like a dream.
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But wait…hold out your hand, could that be fairy dust I see?

Hush…not a word…you know the secret will be safe with me.



Another night, we’ll once more make

our

way down to the gate,


As moonlight casts its

silver glow,

and evening hours grow late.
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But sleep now, close your tired eyes, lay down your toused head,


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Let wonder be your blanket, and the world's love be your bed...
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I am linking this to Fawndear's 'Second Star To The Right' party. A resounding thank you to Fawndear for hosting this delightful event! To visit her sweet site or check out more partygoers, please click on the link below...
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