It’s magic

The secret of my utopia, is how it keeps me protected
I hide it away sometimes and make it look neglected
Mushrooms hide colourless when the sun is up and light
But the magic comes when shadows creep in and brings upon the night

A forest where fairies fly and sparkles float
Smooth wet rocks with a moss like coat
Purple sherbet pours fine through its trees
A feeling of wonder, a fresh warm breeze

The unexplainable is normal here, glistening wings and blue bees
I come here to find my sparkle because that’s what magic is to me

Published by kaypeexx

I'm a vibrant author specialising in poetry and short stories. A world of difference (2007)- My environment focused piece further encouraged my passions in writing. My new children's first chapter book Nimble (2021) is now on sale worldwide through Amazon! I am a Business Management Graduate with experience in Marketing and design encouraging years of art development and writing.

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