MagicA Poem by Hazel Turnet
The world is full of magic
A tree house can be the crows nest of a ship Birds can carry tiny people on their back A garden can be a jungle Magic is everywhere In the air we breathe The water we drink And the world itself Magic is love A true love's kiss A sacrifice And simple acts of kindness Magic is powerful From nightmares To day dreams To three wishes Magic is good and evil Wicked witches Fairy godmothers And genuies Magic is not what we see with our eyes But what we believe in our hearts.
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Added on December 13, 2014 Last Updated on December 13, 2014 Author
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