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Our magical mystique 🧙

Our magical mystique 🧙

On my incredible island where everything is so unique, We step off an express train to face our magical mystique..

And as we walk through all these meadow flowers, they are everywhere in sight..With Oh such a surreal smell of sweet peas, isn’t this a sheer delight?!!
Then from the tops of tiny mushrooms where little elves are sat all dressed up in red and green, each wearing a pointy hat..

Eeh this little island is full of fun and frolic where everyone is one big happy family coz love is so symbolic..creatures big and small skip where children play,  singing ‘Ring o’ ring o’roses’.. Wow I could stop and listen allday..  And our canopy up above is crimson, coloured skies, within all the sensational shades of a rainbow, just like a crack of dawn sunrise..

“Oh please can we stay here on your Island of fantasy ?” I hear this plea from everybody on our train as they are beckoning me..but I am sorry one and all coz alas we all must leave, you and I are not in reality..I am lost amidst my reveries that I unravel and weave...
 

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Greg Etsell

wow i cant beleve it 
thats the poem
that was in my dream
and i went to that island 

 

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Jill Tait

Wow is it like your dream ? That’s weird of it is but brilliant!!! 😁🦋🧙🌈❤️💙❤️

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