Alittle Magic
Alittle Magic
I found this little magic rock.
Everyone that touched it sure did talk.
The truth is what they all told.
Some were hurtful and some spoke bold.
Others talked of their true loves.
All been taken by heaven above.
No more lies were ever told.
For some their lives turned quite cold.
They never said one nice word.
And then one day this bird flew by.
Most beautiful bird in the sky.
He dropped something from far above.
I picked it up, it was a glove.
And so I slide it on my hand.
And waved around to all the land.
And made a sign for all to see.
My two fingers said Peace to thee.
The truth and peace in all the land.
Be kind and loving to fellow man.
Copyright © Crystal Bellman | Year Posted 2009
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