Under a Spell - the Narrative Style
~Another Magical Fairyland Story - Under A Spell - Part 1
(Short Story or Narrative poem)
It was a very nice and warm spring day to go out for an early morning walk.
It's been what it looked like a very long and cold winter season
Here in Fairyland. But now with the arrival of beautiful spring
All the amazing sounds of nature I was starting to hear n enjoy.
It was very early in the morning but already the sun was shining
And shouting outside in all its glory n' just thrilling every single living creature around n' about in our very beautiful n magical kingdom here at Fairyland.
The Robins and Cardinals displayed so amazingly all their very
Pretty n colorful feathers and you could hear in the air their very melodious songs.Even the Willows n' Oaks trees this morning seem to happily sing a serenade with all the rest of them the beatiful song birds.I just felt like singing and dancing as well completely lost in the magic of the moment and of the place.Surely It was like I was under a spell! A magical spell of some sort or another.I tried not to spoil it now by thinking of
All the things that I just need it to do today.Some projects that I have to start and others that I needed to complete.So many of them were waiting long time overdue.Time to get very busy with them and then just do it.I was just dying to spend at least a few hours not only writing but doing this time more of my new paintings...a diamond painting this time.Who knows maybe, next time I'll continue coloring in one of my adult coloring books and try that new set of fantastic colored pencils that I just bought in one of the art shops right here at Fairyland. We have some good ones that carry almost everything when it comes to the arts a crafts. Most of the time they supply all my artists needs.The Mouse ( thats my best Gnome- Leprahaun friend,as some of you may know it by now)just told me that that this very particular set of colored pencils are just wonderful to work with. Top in his list he says now! Well, I'm now more than ready to give them a try and see for myself how good they really are. And talking about my best friend and roommate the Mouse.I just see him right now walking towards me and with a big smile upon his face.I smile back at him. Oh well! And here he comes again and just shouting something at me...
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2019
March.20.2019
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~ Authors Notes:
To be continued in a second part by the same title...Another Fairyland Story -Under A Spell - Part 2 :))
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