Magical stories dance all night,
infinite tales highlight the sky,
beautiful stars twinkle so bright,
inspire dreams so hopes can fly.
Book pages float, through in-betweens,
sprinkle sweet wishes, to turn keys,
powerful thoughts, can go unseen,
mystical hues flow ever free.
Pages create, firmer new steps,
which guide the way, to what comes next,
all past days clear, finally swept,
rainbows appear, so joy could flex.
Some chapters end, others arrive,
tears pour like rain, until smiles shine.
Pure fantasies, become alive,
so peacefully, truly divine.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 240 May 27, 2024
