Let’s Dance On The Moonbeams
Oh Poppy she giggled, can you come play with me
I can be your magic princess and fly up in a tree
We can have real butterfly wings
All kinds of other magical things
Oh Poppy, oh Poppy, oh come play with me
We can live in a toadstool and have fairies for light
Hold them in our hands to sparkle at night
We’ll dance on the moonbeams and visit the moon
Then I’ll let you tuck me in bed
Oh Poppy, oh Poppy let’s play again soon!
Love you cuz
Selena
George
The idea of dancing on moonbeams with your granddaughter sends me to the moon! What a delight she must be to you.
Starry eyed,
Kathy
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Love Tinka
Children are the blessings of magic
In a parents life
Fee you are a very blessed she is a
Very beautiful granddaughter!
I have one granddaughter
And 3 great granddaughters!
Beautifully written and conveyed !!
Love Peace and many hugssss...Morning Star
She could talk with it for hours on end telling all kind of fantastic stories, occasionally we will be included.
Thanks for the provoked good memories.
Georg
Sorry bout that Fee, couldnt resist, this was a gorgeous poem, arent little girls such treasures at that age...
Love Cherrypie
Sweets--RaeLynn
Peace, love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Love,
Susan
Love ya Cuz XOXO, Rose
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Hugs,
Marcia
Felix I also think the graphic is vibrant and magical.
Thank you for sharing,
~Gwendolyn
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D