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A little girl with sleepy eyes smiled at me today,
She said her name was Kaja,
and I just knew,
she'd steal my heart away.
She had dark hair and a giggling face,
seemed to me I was at first out of place,
for I had never known such a girl,
with firecrackers in her way,
she'd tell you all she ever had to say,
but with the most precarious way.
She'd knock you over with wit in a split second,
or teach you a splendid lesson on just about
anything.
I wasn't sure what it was I saw,
perhaps it was she had no flaw,
for beauty like a faery princess,
and laughter contagious as a sneeze,
perhaps the truth as it may be,
is she reminded me,
well, so much of me.
Though one thing she possessed I did not,
was love in all she saw,
but with one smile she changed in me,
all that I had forgotten to see,
and now I see the world through Kaja's eyes,
as beautiful and fun as it can be.

To Kaja,
With Love Always,
Aunt Mel

You are my little star
been guiding me from afar
I always knew where you were
right here in my heart.
You are my little star
I held onto every night,
if only in my dreams,
you're my everyday delight.
I saw you grow from a little speck,
lighting up the sky,
shining out the moon,
Awe`ing the heavens til dawn.
You are the only light I see,
when the clouds are down on me,
You are like Andromeda,
natures spectral key,
a galaxy of light and spectacular color
in a blackened sea.
You have always been my little star
no matter how far you are,
hanging just above the moon,
or merely sleeping in the other room.
You are the greatest gift I’ve ever had,
My little star.

To Aarynn,
Love always,
Aunt Mel

Wholly Goodness!
She exclaimed as the breath escaped her gaping
mouth
I looked to the horizon trying to figure the
amazement out
When there I saw what a moment ago was not
A Glimmering castle
Not on field or mount
But floating above the
Hills of green clover
This mirage of glass
Porcelain and gold
I must be asleep
For this is surely a dream
It is impossible
In all realistic means
But then as she grasped
My shaking damp palm
A small orb of light
Brought a startling calm
Slowly so slowly
I came to understand
As the shimmering globe
Brushed so lightly my hand

With this great new experience
I could not contain
The outburst of cheer
From my heart to my brain
As my gleeful childlike laughter
Bubbled and spilled
Uncontrollably from my face
My shocked companion
Wiped joyful tears from her
Eyes and her chin
When we suddenly saw
Not one light but ten!
As the red sky slowly
Turned purple and blue
A childhood dream
Began to come true
But as the brightest light
Flickered and faded
It was then that I surely knew
All the mystical stories
Reality held true
As I dropped to my knees
The little light settled
Barely above the soft earth before me
Her gown delicately shimmering
A glittery white
As though weaved of a mornings
Soft fallen dew
Her skin so pale
So perfect
As the freshest
Young budding white rose
But her eyes
So crystalline blue
The color of a hidden
Sapphire lagoon
So clear
So true
As though radiating the magic
Of a Midsummer
Moon
Framing her face the
Soft glowing gold
Trailing their tales
In whispering waves
With wings so delicate
A translucent soft yellow
The color of a sunbeam
Peering through a rainbow
Kaleidoscope patterned
Fluttering so quickly
No movement at all
Appeared
The tips of her pale bare toes
Never once
Alighted the earth
As though the blades of grass
Seemed to bow

In the utmost respect
Then with a soft gust of breeze
All became silent
Not song of a creek
Nor chirp of a single cricket
No chatter of a squirrel
Nor hoot of an owl
All time seemed to stand still
With anticipation
Yet near apprehension
As to what this small spirit
May reveal
And as her cherub lips parted
As though she was to speak
No words heeded
Instead the sound of a thousand
Whispering winds
Carrying the hushed murmurs
Of a hundred Angels blessings
Spilled forth from her mouth
Enveloping the very essence of my soul
I sat there stunned
As the whispers became words
And I began to hear the language
Of the Earth, of the Guardians
The Enchanters
The Ancients
Suddenly I felt washed over
With the most overwhelming
Sense of peace
And it struck me
I knew I was looking at the
Face of love itself
As if awakening with a start
From a deep sleep
My eyes were then open
And I looked and I saw
Hundreds of these beautiful little spirits
All different shapes and sizes
But radiating with the same
Rainbow hazed glow
Stammering out the only word
I could form
“Hi”
The beautiful Fae
Stepped into my palm
With the sound of a million
Tinkerbells said “Hi”
And we all laughed together
A new friendship I’d found
Then she looked into my heart
And told me a tale
Of a girl who was lost
With only dreams for a trail
Producing a feather
Of the softest goose down
“This is for the stories
you will tell
of the love you have found,
no longer lost
the path shines a light
towards a magical cause
of scribed tales and dreams.”
It was then that I knew
My dreams had come true,
And I vowed to the Fae
Never to forget
Then as a mist
Settled quietly down
The little lights flickered and faded
As my friend and I watched
With tears in our eyes
In the sweetest sort of melancholy
We said our silent goodbyes
As the castle dissolved
Into the moon
Enchanted night.

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