this was inspired by an experience i had today with my kinders
bright crisp blue so clear it almost hurts
then
a shout!
all eyes drawn upward
transfixed
by the magic of
fluttering, sparkling, swirling
fairies?
butterflies?
or were they leaves,
green of summer turned to
red
yellow
orange
by the kiss of fall?
who's to say?
my dancing children raise their hands
to heaven with exclamations of glee
as we dance beneath
the magic.
a door opens
and a whistle blows.
we return to routine
but in our hearts we carry the magic of
the fairies?
the butterflies?
the leaves?
who's to say?
