The fairy
brought the gnome
into her home
at the base of the tree
she took him to her breakfast nook
And there she opened up a big book
A page from, “The Love of Thee”
Therein a poem about a memory
from when she met a butterfly who
Had woken her up ever so gently
as she slept inside a shoe
It landed on her nose out of the blue
thinking her nose
was a rose
Thus began their friendship
Her fairy self with a butterfly
who liked catnip
She was no ordinary butterfly
Absolutely, she would fly too high!
And dip so low
She played with her shadow like
An echo.
Fiesta Estrellas 
Beautiful imagination put to words. We are lucky to partake of this amazing offering. Thank you for taking me back to my childhood. Sigh !!! 😘
Beautifully creative , beautifully crafted piece of storytelling!!
🤸🤸💞💞😍 You have me doing imaginary cartwheels!! 🤸💕💕💕🪷👯♀️🙏🏼 Thank you for appreciating me. I appreciate you! 😘
Whimsical and beautiful …. flowed from yesterdays like a spell drawn from a magical well. ❤ !!!!
What a lovely comment! Thank you! ☺️
Love this…it goes with your wedding:)Xx
Haha, you think? Cool! 😎
I think that inner child is coming out to play Ka, memories of a time that nothing was impossible 🤗🥰🤣❤️🙏
Yes both of us are! 🤸🤗💕⭐️💗🙏🏼
Delightful and fun. 🙂 I love it!
Thanks JoAnna! Have a lovely night. 🙂