Posted by: Jonathan Caswell | May 8, 2014

where magic grows


Peace, Love and Patchouli

She slipped past the door
Her companion by her side
Silently across the grass
Little prints in the dew
She is off to see
The place where magic grows.
She knows this place
As she’s been here many times before,
In the darkest hours
In her sleepy dreams
She frolicked with the little ones
Who live in this wonderful land.
This place she loves,
Where they always sing and smile,
Laughing in merriment and joy,
The place where they are always soooo very happy
When she returns,
And she tells them her tales of life
In the light where the big people live
But she wants to be here,
And she cries each time she has to leave,
But mum and dad would miss her
If she never came back
So she waves a small farewell
Till next time she says,
And walks back to the home
Of her princess…

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