The magic lies in us, the way we react determines
how much light shines for us and how much light
we can offer others, today was fun shopping with
my daughter, but I spoiled it all with chemicals and
additives & take-away butter chicken which tasted
glorious then made me feel ill with claustrophobia
The magic was gone - I had to wander on without
the light of a bright perspective on life, my worried
BudgetMaster sighed because he spent too much
in his joy about our son moving back home and I
tried in vain to enjoy the night with despair welling
up in my heart because my brain refused to obey
The commands of my will to focus on stories and
TV-programmes, finally read a few choice pages
of a novel in which a young girl made friends with
two stone dogs whose ghosts walk with her: this
is delightful, an old furry toy dog is also coming
alive and soon the adventures will start - magic
Is taking place on my own planet of dreams…
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