We Look For Magic and Feed the Hungry
We look for magic and feed the hungry
as we drive along the way.
Sometimes a piece of bread is all you need
or a smile.
Never one to search for silver linings,
needle and thread ready.
We all can use a patch.
We leave the room cleaner, quick with steady hand
& door to open.
Chivalry never died.
We hunt dandelions & four-leaf clovers – saving found pennies.
Splash in puddles & make butterfly wings.
You can be fairy dust or the laughter of children.
There’s a lot of people needing something.
Maybe we’ve got some magic up our sleeves
or a penny in our pocket.
Maybe that’s all you need.
Published: MCI
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