Mother come quickly, now
please come, come, you must,
for all over the ground
everything’s covered in fairy dust
Outside of my window
is a magical sight,
she stands on tiptoe
eyes wide with delight
Come and see Mother
the moon shines so bright
the trees and the fields
in the cold of the night
all seem to be wearing
a lambs coat so white
So pray, tell me Mother
is this a trick of the light,
If I go to sleep Mother
will it stay through the night
then can I go playing
Oh please say I might
When the pen takes control. 
This is delightful, well done 🙂
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Lovely response, well done.
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Gorgeous, Bobby… you have captured the wonder of childhood and with it a feel of the verses of my own childhood.
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beautiful!
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