Imagine if one blue sky day
the hidden stars came into view
And started raining down on you
As they landed
one by one
They’d kiss your skin
and fill you in
on the magic and potential
that already sits inside
Your very own activation guide
The stars are something bright
hiding behind another light.
Painted Poems
illustrated poems
Spilt magic
I spilt some magic on the floor
It seeped through the cracks
Of my neighbours front door
The next day she told me
She felt so much better
I didn’t know she was feeling low.