The Faery Queen has watched the seasons pass. Each drop of rain, each bright sunrise, held inside a heart so big it holds a world... there is nothing too large and nothing too small to fit inside the heart that watches all.
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About Me
- Middle Child
- New South Wales, Australia
- I am a baby boomer, with four sisters. I am the Middle child
2 comments:
Don't cry faerie! With each tear that passes, we evolve into what we are meant to be! All is coming round, full circle! All will be as it shall be!
Beautiful artwork my dear! And lovely sentiment! Why do I have the urge to send you crystals? (Aquamarine, comes to mind full force) Hmmmmmmm!!!! (Maybe the faeries need to visit the sea?
The forge is hot
The forge is loud
around the forge
the fairies crowd
the anvil "tings"
the fairies take wing
they laugh and tease
as fairies sing
of the armourer's ring
smoke and steam
red hot iron
(and fairies smiles)
comprise the joy
of creating things
upon my forge
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