Pixies

This pixie flies

with open eyes

her magic in hand

sending goodness though out  the land

pixie dust

is a must

she sprinkles it here

and there

making everything bright,

ever so light

all good and fine

to stay in the right line

everyone that believes

those who don’t leave

or doubt

are all about

so the magic weaves its spell

one can really tell

it ebbs and flows

and all  sadness goes …

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