Poets United prompt #22 is Magic! Wow, now if I can pull a rabbit out of a hat: Presto...
I am struggling with this one, so many directions to go in. The first thought I had was when,( my daughter almost 8 at the time) had the Santa discussion. She had asked before and I had answered, but this time her questions were more probing. I told her the truth, you know the fall out is coming. I had experienced it with our son. She was so angry, "You have ruined the magic in my life, I will never know magic, never experience it again". She was tormented; I hugged her and told her you will find magic again. It does exist. You will feel it when you have your first kiss, when you fall in love, when you marry, when you have a child of your own, when you succeed using your talents, when you volunteer, when you give for no reason, etc. We had this discussion recently, "Remember when you said, I ruined your magic", I teased her. She smiles now, knowing it does exist, it is a journey of life and seeing the extraordinary in the ordinary.
In nine months magic appears, transforming me,
My world won't be the same,
My heart will be outside me, learning to walk n' talk and run.
I will witness,relearn things, embrace childhood again,
Innocent eyes with thoughtful dandelion bouquets.
The heart becomes bigger, re live joy of bubbles, crayons, balloons.
Parades, fireworks thundershowers have new meaning
a life unfolds before me,
Life changing, no one tells you how much
Magic exists in tiny dimpled hands, bath water and reading
My heart will have feet that travels, while I am home,the heart will see,how your parents felt,
The heart now drives without me,on a
date, moves out of our nest and leaves me cuckoo
Embrace the magic, time will bronze it,
Patina reflects joy,
Photos n' movies, glimpses of the glittery, shiny moments
The job is priceless, endless and it is an act worth repeating~
(These are my two acts: Larry n' Angela, both hams; And I'm not cuckoo, yet)