by Tom Mcmurray

Created on: September 24, 2011

The children gather as I tell a tale
Where mystic monumental magic wells
Lie here and there among the hill and dale
As fairies flourish in the wild-wood dells.

Elysian fields with yellow daisy smiles
Induced by joyous trills of whippoorwills;
As red-tail foxes hop for miles and miles
Around the grounds of geese with purple bills.

A pallette filled with rainbow pastel hues

Spreads cross a grid of gaiety revealed
Where critters wait impatiently for news
But find their invitations still are sealed.

A moonlit night invites the leprechauns
To play and sing their mischief melodies.
They might invite you all to greet the dawn
As revelries slip into mysteries.

A daring land where dandelions dance
And bullfrogs croak beneath an orange moon.
The little critters here appeared by chance
One day when stars began to shine at noon.

That day the fairies played around the well
To cast another spell so dreams come true
And these are fairies that would never tell
A secret wish asleep inside of you.

This land is far away but very near,
It lives inside of spirits who believe
That daisies smile when lerechauns appear;
And if you go you know you never leave.

And you can visit anytime you choose;
Love is alive inside to make you whole.
A gift from God no child can ever lose
For it is tightly wrapped around your soul.

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