Fairy Dust Wishes
Life is often a Challenge,
combined with the good & the bad.
So, why does it more often,
appear that some are more sad?
To peer out in the darkness,
toward the sparkle in the sky.
Just to be able to sing and dance,
and watch the fairies flutter on by…
Embellishing upon those memoirs,
Of lily pads and jellied hands.
Thinkn’ about those endless days,
of bare feet in the sand!
Wind blowing through the field…
Blowing her hair into her face,
Willows swaying to and fro…
So many stars up out in space.
That soft and cushiony meadow,
laying back to gaze above.
So much thought and confusion,
thinkn’ about the one she’ll Love.
Or, is it just her a’ dreamn’,
of her future soon to be.
Why does she stare out into space,
wishn’ a wish that she might see.
So many Fairy Dust Wishes,
dazzling up in the sky!
I see their wingz a’ fluttering,
as I begin to sigh’.
I think about those memories,
of sunny days and rain.
I wish upon that star out there,
that I might not go insane!
So many dreams of the future,
yet, memories linger to.
So, what do I make of this,
how do I see it through?!
The fear I hold inside me,
keeps finding its way out.
All those Fairy Dust Wishes,
just make me want to SHOUT!!!
RebeccaJeanine J