Over the moon
A cloud in flight
Take my hand, Boon
Twisting leaning
Every which way
A visual frolic of
Fey disarray
A wolf, A cat
A twinkling eye
A watcher, A keeper
A soul lets fly
The Magic Man stands
And sweeps his baton
His brush our chariot
Hang on, Hang on
"Wizardess Corner"
Charles Wilder Oakes
I have a special friend. Magic surrounds him - it touches all he meets. Love to you, SP. xox
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