Little Magician

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Cute (G)

whisper, whisper, whisper

I know something I can't tell

whisper, whisper, whisper

I know a magic spell

whisper, whisper, whisper

You promise you won't say?

whisper, whisper, whisper

Then come on, let's fly away!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something I wrote when I was ten years old; it's stuck in my head ever since.

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jgupta's picture

The first strike of innocence! A masterpiece that conjure up childhood, youth, and the responsibilites of truth as an adult.

Keith Whitacre's picture

I can see why this one stuck with you. It's excellent! It seems really simple, but there's so much to it. The poem itself doesn't speak of a magician, but is implied through the title. That's cool. The "whisper, whisper, whisper" lines add an air of mystery to the character. Someone playful, if not mischievous, like a leprechaun or something of the sort. There's also a sense of unobtainable fantasy; the "flying away", going elsewhere, to a fantasy land, a childhood memory, or just a break from reality. I love this poem!
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