Words Are Magic
I don't use spells or trickery
No deceit or honest lies.
For a spell is naught but words
And in the words is where the magic hides.
A great green valley
In the sunshine rays
Where rivers gurgle
And wind wisps play.
A sunset beach
Where birds call out
The water glistens
And children shout.
With you alone
Or more to come
In darkest night
Or brightest sun.
Words are the magic
Behind the spell.
When you know the words
You have the magic as well.
Copyright © Cassidy Kee | Year Posted 2016
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