Fairy Dust poem by Iris Carden
A sprinkle of fairy dust sparkling bright glimmers and glitters and brightens the night. The forgotten joys of childhood long gone, memories of laughter memories of song. When life's at its darkest, when gloom's over all, it's hard to remember there's joy to recall. But that's when we need some fairy dust most, the times when we're sad, the times when we're lost. Adulthood is hard, with the burdens we bear, We need childish delight, a bit, here and there.
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