Magical Days

With every step through the woods, her childlike wonder anchored deeper into her heart.

So much joy was bubbling up inside her that it tickled her nose.

She came to a clearing, stopped, threw off her shoes and began to

twirl and twirl and twirl

until she fell back dizzy into a soft bed of leaves.

Blissful tears ran down her cheek as she laid staring up at the clouds.

“How could this world be so wonderful one day and so terribly awful the next.” she pondered.

Then, at that very moment,

she decreed that ALL her days would be this beautiful and magical.

And so it is.