The Magician

/#writephoto – Sue Vincent

Startled she awoke

By the hush of the dark

Her sweet slumber was broke

The moon staining her face

Like a beautiful birth mark

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The silver white moon hung

Like a chandelier radiating light

As if magic had entered

On this inky black night

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This was her fathers sacred space

He came here to find inspiration

Where sky and leafscape interlace

He would sit in Natures creation

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As a child she sat by his side

She stared into his gentle face

Her heart would swell with pride

And overwhelming love

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She went to his favourite spot

To connect with him

Hold on, her sorrow forgot

Shine on me father, in my heart you shall never grow dim

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She lay down below the moon so divine

The wind so gentle, singing to her

Oh daughter of mine

In her slumber her soul hears the silence stir

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Her sad eyes slowly open

She sees his sign

A dream filled sleep joyfully broken

At this moment our two worlds align

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Dad is that you

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She stares lovingly at wizards hat

Her father the magician showing her that his magic still exists in our world

Again she hears the song

Daughter of mine that he sang for her on her wedding day

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I love you dad ❤️

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Here is the song he sang to his daughter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5AIpz3BE5U&feature=share