A line of white amongst the grey, that tells you she is here to stay.

A knotted line of braid hung low, that tells you there’s still far to go.

A wrinkled line upon her face, that tells you she is full of grace.

A laughter line around her eyes, that tells you she is kind and wise.

Follow the lines marked on her skin, that hold a magic deep within.

A magic of the earth and skies, to see those things beyond our eyes.

Follow the lines along her hands, that tell you she is from this land.

A land so ancient, steeped in lines, of stories told before our time.

This woman stands so proud and true, accepting me accepting you.

As humans, friends, someone to cherish for she has seen so many perish.

Those lines that tell us how to cope, and always know that there is hope.
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Hope for all to live and be, upon this earth in harmony.

The night is cold and filled with stars.
The snow is soft and fresh.
Do you see me? I think you do. 
Soft brown ears twitch, listening. 
Long tail straight, waiting. 
Eyes shine, unblinking. 
You are ready to run, to vanish. 
But you are as curious as I. 
You wonder why I am here. 
I wonder the same about you. 
It seems both of us are out of place. 
Seeing you is a wonderful, magical thing, 
a reminder of my home before the city. 
I kneel, quietly, carefully. 
You sniff the crisp air, and in a flash,
​you are gone. 
And I suddenly feel hopeful. 
Perhaps the city won't be so bad. 
After all, if you can be here, maybe I can too. 

​THE SPELL
Watch out for the witch who is standing nearby
with wand at the ready! Make sure you don’t try
 
to stop and to chat. She does not like this.
She’s not very friendly so give it a miss.
 
If you catch her eye be sure to run fast
or else upon you a spell she will cast
 
I made the mistake of saving a bug.
So what did she do? Turned me into a pug!
 
That’s not the worst thing as pugs are quite cute,
The worst thing is now I’m short and hirsute!

Seven small letters is all that you need
to IMAGINE new things, to plant a new seed.

IMAGINE you’ve climbed to the top of a tree
and see a horizon as wide as can be.

IMAGINE you are a dragon or bird
or sitting on top of a star. How absurd! 

IMAGINE a day with rain or with snow
and when they are done out comes a rainbow.

IMAGINE adventure upon the high seas
with treasure and pirates with knobbly knees.

IMAGINE you’re now tucked up safe in your bed
​and those seven letters spell DREAMER instead.

WORDS
​Words, words, words!
They’re in the air, they’re everywhere
In a book on a page,
on a sign on the stage.
Falling up, falling down,
in my head spinning ‘round.
My mind is full of wondrous things,
of lovely, weird imaginings.
As I walk the words flow through
and I write them in my notebook blue.
So many tales to tell and share
with dragons, frogs and cranky bears!
When story’s done there’s many more
because the world has words galore!