Dear friend,
The follow poem I didn't write by myself.
But I feel it and I want to show it to you!
Very much love to you!!
Eva
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Late at night when the world has gone to sleep,
I close my eyes and I dream of magical things.
Whispers of a dream come true..
My dreams are of memories
from a childs heart...
innocent and pure, untouched.
In my dreams I see a world filled with magic.
I see rainbows being born,
by the hand of tiny, precious faeries.
I see secrets being told from Angels to Faeries
deep in the darkest, prettiest forest...
Magic for all to behold.
Secrets untold to the world...
Secrets that could touch the sadest of hearts.
Beauty beyond any imagination...
I see a world with no more tears...
only love and peace surround all hearts.
My dream holds a future that we may never see...
In the leaves gently touched with magic...
I hear happiness...I hear children smiling...
I hear Whispering...A Dream Come True.
Poem © Morning Glory 2002
