by Tom Mcmurray

Created on: August 24, 2009

Now let the children hear me tell the tale
Of mystic land with magic wishing wells
It lies beyond the heather-hill and dale
Where fair-haired fairies dance in wildwood dells.

Elysian fields of yellow daisy smiles
Are filled with joyous trills of whippoorwills.
The red-tail fox can hop through fields for miles
Past ponds of green-neck geese with purple bills.

A moonlit night is right for leprechauns
To play and sing a mischief melody.
They might invite you all to come along
And share their world of hidden mystery.

A daring land where dandelions dance
And bullfrogs croak beneath an orange moon.
Now this enchanted place appeared by chance
One day - when stars began to shine at noon.

So make a wish in that old magic well
And any dream you have might just come true.
The leprechauns and fairies never tell
A secret or a wish that came from you.

This land is far away yet very near;
It lives in every child who will believe
That daisies smile and leprechauns are here -
In fact, to go you never have to leave,

For He who gave us life gave that land too
So you can visit anytime you choose.
It lives within your heart of hearts so true;
And it is something special you can't lose.

Just draw a picture in your mind - it's there
To entertain and be a friend to you.
It is the gift that God gave you to share
With friends you love and strangers passing through.

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