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BUTTER CUPP WINDDANCER
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SOMEWHERE IN FANTASYLAND One night while dancing in
fairyland,
A certain fairy, touched my
hand.
Wanting to swing and sway,
Dance until the break of
day.
He carries kisses in a jar,
Most handsome fairy, near
by far.
He tossed a breeze in my
heart,
Changed the climate, from
the start.
Lives in clover, lush and deep,
That's where I long to fall asleep.
Dance around the fairy ring,
Alone with him, smile and sing.
When bees come out, begin to
swarm,
Carries a blanket, to keep warm.
Using crickets to wake up,
I'm falling in love with Mr. Cupp.
copyright by heather burns
soooo romantic, honey and soul kissing one is this poem..I really feel it and think if there was me too in the fairy land... like I am in dream land always...very charming poem..love it sure very much and let me say..a sweet poetess friend..all my respects for you and love your brain and of course heart tooo
This is written for someone very special.
Someone I think the world of. I will
never forget. lol.
I like dreamland too.
But can't stay there
forever. Too many sand
drifts. Can't see on a
clear day. In fairyland
the weather is always
perfect.
Time stands still.It is
my home.
HI Special Friend,
I know your always in dreamland, maybe someday
if fate should deem it, you might stop by and visit
for awhile. You know, it's just next door. We might
get to know each other better.