Sunday, October 16, 2011

Sometimes organizing reveals delicious surprises...tucked away in the recesses of my computer an amazing Pixie...

Browsing the dim back corner

Of a musty antique shop

Opened an old book of poetry

Angels flew out from the pages

I caught the whiff of a soul

The ink seemed fresh as today

Was that voices whispering?

The tree of the paper still grows.

~Pixie Foudre

I love this...sometimes we all just need to be swisked away on angels wings... ;)