Wonderland Of Fantasy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Performing in dim lighting, preferring to hide themselves and allow their voices to encompass our hearing.
Twin denizens floating in air, not landing beneath us.
Wondering as we watch how beautiful the sound and tone of their talented voices are.
Singing in exact precision, leaving us with many impressions to think about when we go home to sleep and dream in a wonderland of fantasy lit up in our mind's imagination.