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    Hello Friends

    Welcome to my fantasy page.

    I would like to share a poem .

    Hope you like it.

    The Magical Boy.

    He was the Heaven's creation.

    He carried the wind's in his hair

    And the ocean's untold stories in his eyes

    His words melted the stars

    His footsteps left stardust

    His presence spread sparkles

    He was magic

    He was kindness

    He was compassion

    He was Love ♥

    All in One

    By Mistyrose

     

     

     

     

     

     

     


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    Here I am sitting in my favourite spot reading my book of Autumn tales.
    I love reading especially mystical and enchantment stories.
    I kind of get lost in the pages and forget where I am as if I am dreaming.
    No one seems to be around.
    I can hear the wind  blowing and leaves swirling at my feet.
    I look at my watch and notice I have been here for almost three  hours
    Where has the time gone I ask myself.
    I hear a faint whisper as if the leaves or wind is trying to communicate.
    Time to go home came the voice from somewhere behind me.
    I tried to move and felt rooted to the ground I could not move.
    It is Autumn came a second voice.
    Your Favourite time of year.
    Oh Yes I heard myself replying
    Its the month I was born..
    I can't move I shouted .
    Suddenly everywhere went quiet and calm as if my voice commanded attention.
    Close the book said the wind .
    I closed the book and if by magic  I was free.
    I stood up and put my book under my arm as if it was the place it should be.
    Walking home through the leaves I was a little girl again,
    The Autumn leaves making a crunching sound like the way they did all those years ago.
    As I came to the top of Biddies hill I could see my Mum looking over the iron gate.
    Where on earth have you been. I have been out of my mind with worry she said in an alarming voice.
    I have been reading this wonderful book I replied. It will take you anywhere and bring you home again.
    The End

     

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