Good Morning Fairyland (Somewhere In Fantsayland)
Good morning,
Welcome to our fairyland,
It is starting to expand.
Birds singing a happy song,
Glad to see the lively throng.
New residents daily arrive,
Coming here from the other
side.
More little houses built in a
row,
Each surrounded by mistletoe.
Inside the house a Mr. and Mrs.,
Walls decorated with hugs and
kisses.
This is a, forever land,
No more shifting of the sand,
Time, truely does stand still,
We have found Euthopiaville
poem by Heather Burns
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Tonight in Fantsayland (Somewhere in Fantsayland)
Time stands still in fairy
land,
Majestic sparkles in the
sand.
When I looked, saw you
there,
A lovely flower, for my hair.
My emotions, raced it's
true,
My heart kept saying, I
love you.
All my friends, are happy
there,
Columbine perfume fills
the air.
Little houses in a row,
Surrounded by lots of
mistletoe.
A place where I've longed
to be,
Spirits running wild, and
free.
Tonight, in meadows,
green and deep,
I will safely fall asleep.
Wrapped in the arms of
my fairy man,
No more shifting of the
sand.
poem by Heather Burns
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Fairyland Today (Somewhere In Fantsayland)
Fairyland is more alive
today, than ever.
Upon returning, the
little houses are warming
in the sun.
My friends are overjoyed
to see us. and we are so
glad to be home again.
Oh, to be home again, my
eyes are misty, my heart
full.
The walls once again echo
hugs and kisses. Mistletoe
whispers notes of love.
The lilies of the valley
stand in full bloom.
Our small village is growing
rapidly. The great story-
teller lives in our midst
now. A tall, dark stranger,
quite handsome stopped by
inquiring about our rules.
Interested in purchasing the
cottage next door to mine. I
am thrilled to have him as my
neighbor.
He will be a lovely addition
to our community.
Tonight we will celebrate the
new arrivals.Our fairy dance
will begin at dusk, and last
all evening. My fairy man will
meet me there.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Sand Castle And Our Magic Bond
Was the sunset and almost coming night,
Me and you sitting at the sea side and the seagulls are flying around,
Horizon in red highlights is hiding sun behind,
Sea seems so romantic in the moonlight dance.
We built from sand a castle,
We made a solid ground and built the walls around,
Our hands were merging together,
We belived in our dream, in our ideal.
Waves came and washed away our castle,
Nothing was left behind,
Only our love remains forever,
You and me and our magic bond.
Our sand castle was swept to shore,
We can't see it no more,
But what we built together,
It will be kept as a tresure in the heart.
Nothing in this life lasts forever,
From our material living world,
Only love and spirit values,
Are the eternal, never-ending truth.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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My Beloved Mum I Sent You Today Skies
My beloved mum,
I sent you photo of today skies
On the way to court for speeding offend
As I look from the train high up the skies
A plane flies above unreachable it seem
I toke a photo and capture the plane
It told me we aren’t far away and touching
Just like daily I sent you photo of today skies
Everyday you can see beautiful blues skies
I am happy nothing to be worry only smiley
And this plane especially takes your son treasured heart
To my beloved mum to touch and feel the bottom heart of my
Oh my beloved mum even we so far far away
Our heart and soul touches much and more loving
Daily I sent photo of today skies mum happy to see
Everyday we together never seem been away
Mother birth to child bold forever even living afar
Touches bottom hearted treasure and stay forever
Daily together we see the bright skies and the night skies
Good morning my son, Good night my beloved mum
I love you so much
From your son far far away
Sent you photo of today skies
Loving you beloved mum FOREVER
Big hugs cuddles and kisses
Son
poem by See Fee Lee
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II. Safety
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest
He who has found our hid security,
Assured in the dark tides of the world at rest,
And heard our word, 'Who is so safe as we?'
We have found safety with all things undying,
The winds, and morning, tears of men and mirth,
The deep night, and birds singing, and clouds flying,
And sleep, and freedom, and the autumnal earth.
We have built a house that is not for time's throwing.
We have gained a peace unshaken by pain forever.
War knows no power. Safe shall be my going,
Secretly armed against all death's endeavour;
Safe though all safety's lost; safe where men fall;
And if these poor limbs die, safest of all.
poem by Rupert Brooke
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I'm Singing
I’m Singing…
I’m Singing a New Song…
Deep Inside my Heart…
It’s a Song…that is different from any other song I have sung before…
It is a Song of…
A Song of Hope,
A Song of Love,
A Song of Fate,
A Song of Peace,
A Song of Friendship,
A Song of Family,
A Song of Life,
A Song of Healing,
A Song of Strength,
A Song of Courage,
A Song of Light,
A Song of Flight…
My Heart is beginning to Soar…
I’m finally starting to Fly…
I’m Singing…
poem by Bleeding Heart
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Divided
I joined people on the sidewalk
to watch a house with broken foundation,
cracked glass, separated walls, a house about to fall. It perched
on a hill that was not right, with others
like a row of dominoes. So unlike
my house, facing the Pacific
surrounded by spurge and
sand. A house cannot
stand when divided
against itself.
poem by Walter Durk
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Paradise Found
I am lost inside
A world of my own,
A world that I painted inside of my thoughts
Within a figment of my imagination-
I have taken myself on a journey to a place
I call paradise-
Inside this place I call paradise
I am lost,
Inside this place I call paradise,
I am alone-
Surrounded by trees and mountains,
Violet in hue – wildflowers would grow and
Grass grows high, caressing my ankles
In an almost loving way-
Inside the world of my thoughts
I step inside this paradise I have found and as I
Lose myself within a dream,
In less than a moment’s time,
My imagination has succumbed
To this magical land of my delusions-
Towards this place where I shall forever remain-
I am lost, I am alone but here in this place I call paradise,
Surrounded by trees and mountains,
Violet in hue and where wildflowers grow and
Grass grows high-
In a strange sort of way, I am not really alone-
I have my thoughts, my dreams and my fantasies and
The voices only I can hear are my constant companions-
Birds, trees and forget-me- knots are truly my friends-
In all actuality, I am no longer lost as
I was in that world outside of my dreams
Within that world into which I was born-
In that world where people have always hurt, betrayed and lied to me-
It was inside that world I was truly lost and alone-
I shall never return to that world.
I have lost myself within a dream and in truth,
I have finally found who I truly am and as I listen to the singing
Of the nightingale, the water rushing in the creek below,
A gentle breeze rustling the leaves upon the trees and
As I watch the sun ascend over the mountains,
The deer running freely and
I begin to sing a song of freedom and peace of mind-
Now I know the true meaning of loss and loneliness-
That is being trapped inside a world laden with myriads of people
Who have and shall always hurt and betray one another, as
Every moment in time rapidly advances too fast to control-
As I glance upward towards this sky of azure-blue,
I lock that phantasmal door that separates fantasy from reality-
Delighted to say that this fantasy has become my new reality and
I have found myself within the world of my dreams,
Surrounded by trees and mountains, violet in hue and
Where wildflowers grow plentifully and
When the sun descends behind the mountains and darkness overcomes
Here in my paradise- I can begin to count the stars and
Dance with the moon on the horizon- to the tune of
The singing of the nightingale-alive in my very own heaven and paradise,
Not lost but found and never again alone-
Here inside the world of my fantasies,
Where I have been reborn, within this magical land of my dreams,
Where I shall always sing a song of freedom as I joyfully wish upon a star-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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A LITTLE PRINCESS--BRESHNA KAHN (Sweet tiny daughter of Afzal Shauq) /Heather Wilkins
Having a new friend in our
land,
To her, we extend our hand.
My family, is waiting, to see
you there
To place a flower, in your
hair..
Your house, number one, in
the row,
Surrounded by lots of mistletoe.
Decorated with candy kisses,
For a special little misses.
You'll meet Snow White,
Tinker Bell too,
They'll come out, and play,
with you.
You can join our fairy clan
Play in our family band.
Dance around our fairy ring,
Enjoy yourself, laugh and
sing.
Yarrow, will help you too,
Make sure your dreams
come true.
So welcome to our fairy
land,
Little Princess, from far
away land..
TO
SWEET DAUGHTER OF AFZAL SHAUQ
© Heather Burns
Note of thanks of Afzal Shauq to Heather wilkins
______________________________________ ___________
Thanks dear heather for your love tribute to my litle Tiny daughter Hadeel Breshna afzal Khan (Sakani Hadeel) ... afzal shauq
poem by Afzal Shauq
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Heart In My Hands
if i laid down my cross,
by the riverside.
and built a fire
out of things denied.
if i took off my mask,
revealing all i tried to hide.
if i took the chance,
and let you look inside.
would you love me?
would you know me for a man?
would you see me for more
than kingdoms built on sand?
would you if i would?
i know that i can...
i'll stand where i am,
with my heart in my hands.
if we forgot and forgave,
the stumbles and the falls.
if we broke down anger,
and tore down the walls.
if you knew your heart,
would you stop, would you pause?
would your feet follow your longing,
would you answer my call?
would you love me?
would you know me for a man?
would you see me for more
than kingdoms built on sand?
would you if i would?
i know that you can...
just stand where you are,
with your heart in your hands.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Good Lord Loves You
Im singing this song for the men in your prisons and jails
The junkies and juicers and every good man that fails
And for every outlaw whos got no place left to go
The good lord loves you
The good lord loves you
The good lord, he loves you so
And Im singing this song for the leaders of every land
For every political and every military man
And for every mother and child in their kingdoms below
The good lord loves you
The good lord loves you
The good lord, he loves you so
Aint it sad that were doing so bad
Im singing this song with the feeling thats deep in my heart
And I wish I could tear down the walls that keep us apart
I wish I could tear down the walls so the feelings can grow
The good lord loves you
The good lord loves you
The good lord, he loves you so
The good lord loves you
The good lord loves you
The good lord loves you
The good lord loves you
The good lord, he loves you so
Aint it sad that were doing so bad
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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The Sea Hold
THE SEA is large.
The sea hold on a leg of land in the Chesapeake hugs an early sunset and a last morning star over the oyster beds and the late clam boats of lonely men.
Five white houses on a half-mile strip of land... five white dice rolled from a tube.
Not so long ago... the sea was large...
And to-day the sea has lost nothing... it keeps all.
I am a loon about the sea.
I make so many sea songs, I cry so many sea cries, I forget so many sea songs and sea cries.
I am a loon about the sea.
So are five men I had a fish fry with once in a tar-paper shack trembling in a sand storm.
The sea knows more about them than they know themselves.
They know only how the sea hugs and will not let go.
The sea is large.
The sea must know more than any of us.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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A Happy Song
I have a cousin named Emily,
Whose dark hair is so long
And her big brown eyes are happy,
Singing a happy song.
Yes, a happy song,
Which isn't sang with words,
They're hums and tunes and melodies
Of thousands of singing birds.
The happy song can not be stopped,
Even when it hurts,
The happy song can not be stopped,
'Cuz that's when it exerts.
The happy song can never be lost,
Nothing can tear it apart,
There's only one place you can keep it,
That place is in your heart.
poem by Linda Claire
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That Same Song
Well back in time with just a rhythm and rhyme
Gregorian chants were a real big thing
They took that chant and added harmony
It was a different sound
But had the same meaning
I know (I know) I know (I know)
It took us a long while
To go (to go) to go (to go)
And find us a rock style
I know (I know) I know (I know)
That we can take it one more mile
Because
Were singing that same song
Were still singing that same song
Were singing that same song
That same song
That same song
The rock of ages
Built that rockin sound
til more and more people start to come around
They worshipped in church
And built that great big choir
It grew and it grew
Until it spread like fire
I know (I know) I know (I know)
It took us a long while
To go (to go) to go (to go)
And find us a rock style
I know (I know) I know (I know)
That we can take it one more mile
Because
Were singing that same song
Were still singing that same song
Were singing that same song
That same song
That same song
Same song
Oh yeah
Same song
Oh yeah
Same song that same song
Same song
Oh yeah
Same song
Oh yeah
Same song that same song
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Same Old Christmas
Rows of angels in the snow
Hugs and kisses by the mistletow
Sugarplum fairies everywhere
Must be that time of year
Stars that shine on Christmas trees
Smoke that curls from chimneys
Rednose reindeer taking flight
And choir singing O Holy Night
It's the same old
Same old Christmas Eve
It's the same old Christmas Day
It's the same old
Same old Christmas
But I like it
I like it that way
Another snowman with a button nose
Presents all wrapped up in bows
Friends and neighbors knocking at my door
Like every Christmas that's come before
It's the same old
Same old Christmas Eve
It's the same old Christmas Day
It's the same old
Same old Christmas
But I like it
I like it that way
Season's keep on changing
The snow will melt away
But everything will be the same again
Next year on Christmas Day
And I like it
I like it that way
Rows of angels in the snow
Hugs and kisses by the mistletoe
Friends and neighbors knocking at my door
Like every Christmas that's come before
It's the same old
Same old Christmas Eve
It's the same old Christmas Day
It's the same old
Same old Christmas
But I like it
I like it that way
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Day At The Beach
Mimi is my Lolli-pop sweet heart
Me and Mimi will never set apart
We spend the day on the beach
The sky is bright and blue
The Sea is sparkling azure
As far as your eyes can see
Mimi is dressed in pink bikini
Oh' teeny weeny
Mimi is a melody
a song of happiness and cheer
We run together holding hands
We twirl around
and fall on the sand
We get closer exchanging hugs
smooches and kisses
laughs and whispers
time passes lovely as fairy tales
The Birds fly in flocks
Watching over
happily flapping wings
singing and swinging
How beautiful it is
our day on the beach
poem by Sherif Monem
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BIG HAPPY(for Lyn)
BIG HAPPY
“You make me
so happy! ”
She says.
“Oh, I say! ”
I say.
“It’s such
a big happy
but it’s made up
of all small happies! ”
“The small happy
I can hold
in my hand
but the big happy
is like the sky! ”
She clutches me
hugs my knee
kisses my kneecap
then goes
out again
shouting to the dolly
she left sitting in the sand pit.
“It’s ok...I’m back! ”
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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1914 II: Safety
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest
He who has found our hid security,
Assured in the dark tides of the world that rest,
And heard our word, 'Who is so safe as we?'
We have found safety with all things undying,
The winds, and morning, tears of men and mirth,
The deep night, and birds singing, and clouds flying,
And sleep, and freedom, and the autumnal earth.
We have built a house that is not for Time's throwing.
We have gained a peace unshaken by pain for ever.
War knows no power. Safe shall be my going,
Secretly armed against all death's endeavour;
Safe though all safety's lost; safe where men fall;
And if these poor limbs die, safest of all.
poem by Rupert Brooke
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Safety
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest
He who has found our hid security,
Assured in the dark tides of the world that rest,
And heard our word, 'Who is so safe as we?'
We have found safety with all things undying,
The winds, and morning, tears of men and mirth,
The deep night, and birds singing, and clouds flying,
And sleep, and freedom, and the autumnal earth.
We have built a house that is not for Time's throwing.
We have gained a peace unshaken by pain for ever.
War knows no power. Safe shall be my going,
Secretly armed against all death's endeavour;
Safe though all safety's lost; safe where men fall;
And if these poor limbs die, safest of all.
poem by Rupert Brooke
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Friday
king of day
shining day
brightly hills
lively animals
joyful day
powerful day
love kisses us
peace hugs us
glorious day
victorious day
calm sea voyage
tender forest trip
friendly day
adorably day
romantic evening
confident morning
faithfully day
religiously day
secure goes inside
blessing comes down
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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