Walking through the streets one night
I found a magic wand.
I took it home to my sweet man
and wished his Crohn's "Be gone!"
Went next door to see his mom,
waving my wand as I gave her a hug.
I said, "M.S. legs, walk again!"
and watched as she danced on the rug.
I wished alive my friend Renee
so I could tell her good-bye.
One last hug to feel warm skin,
and to wipe Cancers tear from her eye.
I wished good health upon the sick
and healing upon the broken.
I wished the best for everyone
with words of hope that were spoken.
I took a trip to India
and walked in Ghandi's skin.
Waved my wand at everyone
A wish of peace, for we're all kin.
I waved my wand and gave a hug
of peace to even strangers.
For in a world of love and peace
there are no real dangers.
I went back to that very street
returning the wand where it found me.
Leaving it there for someone else
for the magic was now inside me.
Sent: Oct 1, 2010 6:45p
What would you do if you found in the street a real magic wand?
They call me Alaurilee
- Serving Hugs on a Platter and Tears in a Teacup
- I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~