magical night

The razzle and dazzle of the playground was super fine Fireworks popped and sizzled way past the skyline The moon gave a wink, and the sun came to play It was the most glorious of the best of every Tuesday swirls and whirls in the sky lifted our hearts tall We swinged up so high, most humans would fall we had been blessed with Godmother’s pixie dust No way we were falling, enjoying ourselves on the cusp My companion was my brother, he was filled with glee He said “call me silly, I don’t care, Sister She!” It was a magical night, where everything fell into place We accepted this fantasy, full of appreciation and grace.