| . . Someone once told me There are no such things as fairytales Just words on paper brought to life in dreams Fairytales are not just words on a page For they start long before the first ink is spilled Before the quill is dipped When the parchment lay blank Fairytales are not fireflies growing voices But rather the soft flutter of leaves Dancing to and fro in the breeze Fairytales don’t start in the clouds They quietly push themselves out of the ground As they reach for the sun Fairytales aren’t absorbed from the outside Coming to life as they work their way in They start on the inside Exploding out like fireworks In a dark summer sky Painting multicolored pictures on one's eye Fairytales are more than dreams They are the reality of reaching our goals They are not running from They are running to Shaking off the darkness that pursues us The chains that would bind us to one place If fairytales weren’t real Then clouds would just be clouds All the flowers would smell the same The birds wouldn’t be able to sing If fairytales weren’t real Everything would be just black and white But everything isn’t just black and white Someone once told me There are no such things as fairytales But someone blew me a kiss I saw it grow butterfly wings Dance across the meadow To land on my cheek Now every night the dragons dance Around the moon Chasing their tails like shooting stars And the fireflies spell out your name As they skip across a field of wildflowers So make your wish Dream your dreams Don’t ever give up hope But most of all BELIEVE Believe in fairytales….. |