Wings

When doors are locked
and darkness cloaks the autumn sky
When we are tucked
in sleepy beds, the fairies fly.

They think we mor-
tals will not wake to see their way
But leafy por-
tals open to reveal the fay.

And if our eyes
can focus past this earthly night
We’ll catch a glimpse
Of starlit dancing in plain sight.

While some may feel
afraid to dally with romance
Some curious few
Spread silken wings and join the dance.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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