The wind circles round, laughing
As she dances with it
Trailing sparkles and spangles
And giggles in the air.
The trees look down and listen
The flowers nod and smile
Marvelling at the sun
Playing catch-me through her hair
A strange spell fills the garden
Time has no meaning here
Things once so familiar
Are no longer the same
And just for a minute
The world's a brighter place
Sprinkled with the magic
From a six year old's game.
You capture the scene here Martin very well and the reader can reach out almost to touch the interior. Lovely - - very best wishes for more writing........ from Fay.
This poem is a pure delight! ! ! 10+++++++++ and onto my fav list
The wind circles round, laughing As she dances with it Trailing sparkles and spangles And giggles in the air.- - - - - - > captured the essence of childhood here- -loved it
And just for a minute The world's a brighter place Sprinkled with the magic From a six year old's game. - - > loved the imagination of this lush poem! ! !
I love your poetry, you write really well but I thought you would from your comment on mine, very poetical...you're a natural.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful, sparkling moments of a world you've set out for us to examine here, in all its splendor.