POEM – MAGIC BELLS
The magic bells are ringing.
Signalling the time for dancing.
Moving gracefully like an elegant swan.
She glides across the sunflower fields at dawn.
Twirling beautifully creating a perfect pirouette.
Spreading gold glitter all over the anther.
Turning all browns into amber.
The magic bells will always ring for her as frowns she will lift.
She is an angel with a special gift of bringing together people, laughter, love and life. 💕
~This poem was written for a special little soul and I feel it needs to be out there.~ Sarah Martin