Close your eyes and pretend with me,
Of a land of beauty and mystery.
Flowers that sing sweet lullaby's,
Each night when the fairy's close their eyes.
Close your eyes and I'll take you to,
A magical forest of emerald hue.
Where soft flowing brooks of bubbling blue,
Carry the fairies on leaves of dew.



The sky is filled with rainbows,
that shimmer in the sun.
The land is filled with flowers,
and the forest is your home.
The squirrels and deer and bunnee's,
don't run away and hide.
They talk and sing and play with you,
and stay right by your side.


Butterfly's perch lazily upon the golden flowers.
Basking in the sunshine and listening to the breeze.
Birds of brilliant colors, sit upon the branches.
Watching for the magic of the fairies to begin.
Can you hear the forest singing,
as the fairies start to whirl?
Come and join the magic,in a land so ethereal.

Sand * * *

1998-99-2000-01-02-03-04-05-06-07
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