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| A Precious Gift | |
| By audrie | ||||||||||||||
| 07 July 2007 | ||||||||||||||
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This poem speaks for itself and nobody will ever convince me that I didn't see them and they have been fixed in my mind for many, many years, since I was five! so - have a laugh! A child sat in a garden alone beside a rose bush, overgrown. Warm in the heat of the glorious sun feeling that she and Nature were one, when out of the sunbeams six fairies flew with wings of luminous, shimmering blue. They danced and floated in a cloud of light. The child was enrapt and gazed in delight at the beautiful creatures held in her sight, and a wonderful love of these beings so small filled up her heart and held her in thrall. She was too young to know what love was about but she wanted to sing and she started to shout, To her mother and sisters at what she had seen of the beautiful fairies, and where they had been and the glorious feeling that left her serene. But her mother and sisters alas would not listen, they laughed so much it made their eyes glisten. The child turned away and shed bitter tears, she knew she'd remember this moment for years and the precious gift that she had been given would be locked in her heart, forever hidden. Until this moment when she has told you! Now, are you going to laugh at her, too?
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