Donna wrote this beautiful poem to go with my art, thank you Donna 
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Dreamworld!
At night, wait dreams, of Fairy tales and tinkling bells, and wishing wells.
And dreams, of journeys, winged, in flights, through velvet skies, of star-splashed nights,
Where moonbeams' silver harp-strings' shine, by Magic's played, to songs, sublime,
And, where gather, the Fairy kin, to ancient dance's steps, begin!
Sometimes, dreams come, of rainbow's hues, that waft, through air, creating views,
Too splendid, for heart, long, to hold, when it tries, desperate, to enfold.
Such beauty, there, is almost pain, and must be left, to seek, again,
When heartbeat has again, been calmed, by those, less vibrant, earth hues' balm.
In Dreamworld, Fae night-songs' ascend, and catch a ride, on freshening winds,
And each Wood's creature, blessed, to hear, leaves hiding places, with no fear,
To join, in celebration, there, among the Fae folk, bright and fair!
The Unicorn, so proud and free, there, deigns, to join the company,
To let the Elven children mount, for a wild gallop, thereabout!
And even Dragons, there, abide, and blow smoke rings, across the sky,
For Sprites, to flit, within, without, in "Follow the Leader", game, no doubt!
There's always something, wondrous, there, some happening, beyond compare,
And every person has the key, of entry, there; just try, and see!
You never know, what you may find; so sleep, and let your dreams unwind!
Donna L. Ferguson Dudley, copyright 2018 9/13/18
And dreams, of journeys, winged, in flights, through velvet skies, of star-splashed nights,
Where moonbeams' silver harp-strings' shine, by Magic's played, to songs, sublime,
And, where gather, the Fairy kin, to ancient dance's steps, begin!
Sometimes, dreams come, of rainbow's hues, that waft, through air, creating views,
Too splendid, for heart, long, to hold, when it tries, desperate, to enfold.
Such beauty, there, is almost pain, and must be left, to seek, again,
When heartbeat has again, been calmed, by those, less vibrant, earth hues' balm.
In Dreamworld, Fae night-songs' ascend, and catch a ride, on freshening winds,
And each Wood's creature, blessed, to hear, leaves hiding places, with no fear,
To join, in celebration, there, among the Fae folk, bright and fair!
The Unicorn, so proud and free, there, deigns, to join the company,
To let the Elven children mount, for a wild gallop, thereabout!
And even Dragons, there, abide, and blow smoke rings, across the sky,
For Sprites, to flit, within, without, in "Follow the Leader", game, no doubt!
There's always something, wondrous, there, some happening, beyond compare,
And every person has the key, of entry, there; just try, and see!
You never know, what you may find; so sleep, and let your dreams unwind!
Donna L. Ferguson Dudley, copyright 2018 9/13/18
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