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Angels In My Head

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Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said
as she tucked me in real tight and kissed my sleepy  head
you will see stars of bright and little angels baking bread
there upon a cloud, a Pegasus with wings of finest thread

Dreams are made for human bodies full of goodness, light
you can get there if you try  and wish with all your might
you'll see blueberry moons with  eyes that wink so bright  
magic swords with pixie dust, that never fear the night

Fairies will rock you in their cradles by their garden nook
while you sleep five winks and create with just one look
up here you can be a butterfly lost in the winds of chinook
reveal most anything, be transparent as an open book

Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said
as she tucked me in I fell asleep, with angels in my head.
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Hankins Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 1:38 PM
Absolutely magical. I loved the rhyme scheme, but more so the lovely rhythmic pattern. Nice work!
Fowler Avatar
October 14, 2020 at 6:47 AM
Love the accompaniment PD. Sweet and soft warm fuzzy poem! Linda
Wolf Avatar
October 7, 2020 at 2:16 PM
This is simply wonderful. I was immediately taken with 'angels baking bread,' and then held captive the rest of the way. Right into my FAVES. Thank you, Pixie!
Flaherty Avatar
October 6, 2020 at 11:25 AM
Absolutely lovely Pixie. You sound like 1 lucky blessed child to have such a loving caring Mother
One Avatar
October 3, 2020 at 8:03 AM
Lovely poem and a beautiful ending...
Mcintosh Avatar
September 30, 2020 at 6:24 AM
This is enchanting - a true blessing to the soul and a joy to read. You inspire me and I'm faving this poem. It's beautiful as your heart shows itself to be. God bless you
Pandit Avatar
September 30, 2020 at 5:51 AM
Enjoyed the beautiful tone of your poem my friend. Your rhymes adorn your words splendidly. Angels are guarding all your dreams, Vienna.
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