Night's Magic Poem by Emilia Rivera rio

Wrapped in blankets, lies a child,
soul and mind yet very mild,
taken to a land seen by few,
where shine the wishes in night's dew.
By navy sky and gloomy ground,
echo angels lullaby's,
and through the howling wind,
sound the fairies joyful chatter.
Like a stormy sea are the child's eyes,
as in intrigue she sees the sky,
where dreams and visions
in songs shapes fly,
and sail away to forlorn lands.