A wandering mind with a notebook, full of stories, poetic, philosophical, and whimsical.
Fairies
I miss you fairies Always green and generous. I miss you fairies at the beginning of the rainbow full of wonder steeling the sun. I miss you fairies At the little Spring that you have to look for in the moss that unfolds into powerful waters. I miss you fairies with your treasured power tender and bold, full of magic full of stories, about heroes and strange creatures. I miss you fairies with patience and wonder watching the banks of the countless rivers and lakes. I miss you fairies without secrets, full of magic dancing in the mists above the clover on the cliffs. I miss you fairies to sing and dance with after a long day resting in the grass. Always green and generous, I love these magical beings named fairies.
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 
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