i tiptoed through the shamrock one bright and sunny daythere i saw the fairies as they began to playwith there little wings that glistened in the sunhappy and content having lots of funplaying in the shamrock in the valley greenoh i loved this fantasy fairy scenewaving there magic wands as happy as can bethen they came over and began to play with mewhen they finished playing the fairies flew awayand i thought about my fantasy every single day.

i looked up in the sky seven clouds hung over methere like stepping stones plain as plain could bethen i had a picture printed in my mindthat if i walked across them i wondered what id findi floated up too see them to see where they would goacross the seven steps that were as white as snowwhen i reached the end  there was angel standing therewith her big white with wings and floating in the airthese were the steps to heaven they had called to meto take me to the place where someday i might be.