I always believed little fairies rode snowflakes white Galavanting the winter air.
That beyond the stars were places grand and beautiful To take breath away.
I aways believed the voices heard from trees were real as they shared wisdom.
That dreams were as real anything inside earths reality.
I always believed that I am more than the human form I inhabit.
Then one day I woke up and realized, I am a fairy divine, here to expand and fly with wings inside heart.
And what do u believe in poetry land? Where words sprout wings to dance and vowels sing. Where periods spiral on page like globes making way for stars in eyes to shine.