I asked the little fairy perched upon my knee,
Can you tell me, what is this Stardust that I see?
She thought a moment, then softly smiled at me
"It is a wonderful bit of magic, a lovely mystery..
It is dreams and memories that you love the best,
And all the amity you have, gathered to your breast..
It is the scent of roses that brings back memories,
And the sound of breezes blowing through the trees..
Stardust is the blanket that keeps you warm at night
And the hopeful smile that comes with morning's light.."
Tiny wings outstretched, she disappeared from view,
Reality? Probably not, but I think her words were true..
For the Stardust contest..