Poetry

Magic

a child wishing
for special powers
to float in the skies
or turn back the hours

believing that she could
somehow and someday
find all the answers
and discover the way

the belief grows silly
each year more and more
reality starts to appear
killing magic at the core

but a new era softly arrives
showing a magic so very strong
a different kind than imagined
but one that was there all along

a flower that grows
the birds that sing
an immense universe
and all the love we can bring

I see it now
seeing more every day
I'm glad that I've found it
and that it is here to stay
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