Magic set free

We once were magic We set it free Like a bird in an open cage It flew away, we let it be * * Where will it go Where will it land Can we get it back Will you again hold my hand * * Fly back to us through the air Like magic again

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 . . The silver white moon hung Like a chandelier radiating light As if magic had entered On this inky black night . . This was her