YOUR WORLD

Sprites dance around the fields,

As dragons fly through the air.

We spend all day laying in the grass

Without a single care

Glitter spills from their wings

As faeries take to flight,

Spilling thier magick upon us

And giggling with delight.

This world of yours is wonderful

And I would not want to leave.

"You can always come back," He says

"As long as you believe."

Susanna McIntyre 3-4-94