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             Can’t you see?
 
                     It’s this way today
 
On the 14th of July
     1967
         Something extraordinary happened
 
     You were there. . .
 
             Allow me to explain
 
Almost before you knew you were alive
     People started to talk about how beautiful you were
         On this side of the veil
 
And so. . .
     Unbeknownst to you
         A miracle started to unfold
 
And with each passing season
     Following the last
         Possibilities began to unfold
             In your psyche
                 That you weren’t aware of at the time
 
It’s hard to believe
     I know
         That even at six years old
             The fairies wove their magic around your heart
 
And while you were climbing trees
     And building with rocks
         And pushing toy trucks around in the dirt
             Pixies danced in circles
                 Around an unseen fairy tree
 
     You could hear them
 
                     Do you recall?
 
You’d turn your head and listen
     Then back to digging you’d go
         But the Little folk knew you could see them
             Even if you didn’t
                 And they danced all the merrier
                     Knowing you were safe
 
Know you’d remember them
     When the time was right
 
Count your blessings
     Like they do
 
     Let your time apart
         Mean nothing at all
 
         “Twas a blink of an eye
             In the grand scheme of things”
 
And besides. . .
 
     Regrets are energy wasted
         Where celebrations
             Fill a mind, body and spirit to overflowing
                 When planned correctly
 
Allow your conscious time together
     To be all it needs to be
         Then celebrate often
 
                 No need to explain
 
~

© Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved Catherine ~ On Spirits’ Wings

For Intuitive readings, Mediumship, Animal Spirit Guidance, and more,
contact me at onspiritswings@gmail.com

2 thoughts on “The Fairies Wove Their Magic”

  1. I felt chills reading this beautiful poem and tears as I felt that I probably did hear the fairy’s speak to me when I played outside even though I don’t remember.

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