magic means to touch the
stars, to feel a love of life
as we wander near and far
to see someone smile as you
walk on by
to hear the laughter in the sky
as children play at many things
a game of tag, or skipping ropes
a game of space, or dollies tea party
imagination running wild
thats what magic is
as people gaze into each
others eyes
to see love is no surprise
for magic runs even here
new born cries
say the same
for what is more
magical than life
being born
so give thanks for magic
all year through as you
see it were ever you are
known i think your magical
to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem