Magic

fairground

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes,

When you least expect it

Your ordinary life

Is sprinkled with fairy dust

And blessed with love.

 

I stopped looking for extraordinary signs,

Extraordinary circumstances;

Knights on white horses,

The random grand gestures

That blind you

To the billion simple joys

A kindred soul brings

 

One day, I realized

Magic is the capacity to see wonder

In everyday things.

 

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