Borne by a fairy
Or fallen on an angelís ear.
Once a little letter popped upon a paper,
From a touch up on a keyboard,
Inked papers fold, shred, one day to be gone
Not forever can their printed words hoard.

Shh! Now this mysterious miracle carries,
Whether borne by an air footed feathered fairy,
To fall upon an angelís ear
Or linger among sunny days or starry nights,
Or fall in some spiritís thought in a morning as
A part of Universal recycling.

By Norma (


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