After passing the tailor
the creatures of magic collected.
The mermaids and fairies
had news that had to go.
Find the wind that scatters
a letter had to be sent
Need to find a fairy!
Each stand together
Found their voice
and said it out loud.
Picked up by the wind
a strong and yet lofty fella
He promised, would rather see a fairy
No matter the journey
or even potential costs.
He would indeed find it
If it is in fact lost gone.
The mermaids and fairies stand in wait.
I was sitting in the plastic Schneider House
and this story written.
We had the wind now trust
with the desires of our hearts
and the need for things to turn out to be.
It seemed impossible
on the morning of the recovery.
Beyond the desert landscape
As sing a fairy.
Wind at her side
"Could it be?"
a mermaid said to me.
A fairy tale in the Bower
Merry
Holding baskets, flowers
the country a new plants.
Their bags have been filled brimful.
Seeds would be distributed.
Oh my, oh me
such a vision in her head.
She would a beautiful forest plants
in the village was unfortunately dead.
Bring you would with any colour high-bay warehouse
know an artist palette
and set a table for cookies and fine tea
and a rainbow host.
They offered each and every one of us
an apron and a shovel.
"To go," she said
"Before the Dragon raises its head."
We want to get this place alive
and want to recover.
We want to get the flowers their place
reach out to the Sun
because I sure that it will seem am.
I know we will recover.
The stars come out before midnight
the Moon is rising again
all we need is some hope
before the eyes of the Dragon
"Open again."
Flowers everywhere
Thousand trees stand tall
The seeds were in the waiting
listen to her song.
She heard a fairy story.
and felt her remarkable determination.
It did not take much coaching
before it reaches higher
When a trick could solve magician.
And then state it in wait.
The ground began Thunder
the dust started to smoke.
The Dragon had awakened been
the aroma of flowers
ascending the trees
and the voice of a fairy
as she led us in a song.
Such a beautiful melody
the hand reached out and filled the air
each flower and tree
gives us all hope
how they were planted there.
His ROAR mingled in the sounds of the sea.
Could it be?
He was comforted by a fairy
and all of her friend acts?
The dragon bowed low head
Break was
and asked for sympathy,
"I wanted to no smoke, no harm"
for the life in the old man of House
I meant only for my innocent Angel
me back
Feel affection for me
and continue our journey
"the beauty and discovery."
Sad stones mark memories
the angels will live forever
as the Dragon left his anger
in the field of new flowers.
Lost love to him by
He was in the freshly planted grove
and declared a day of rest.
It is not much more to say
As I learned a fairy way.
The story was simple
as their seeds, flowers gave us
and their flowers were displayed.
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2009
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