Wonders Stories

Magic is a smile Magic is a touch Magic is faith and birth The magic of love The magic of tomorrow The magic of forever and us Magic is believing To give things a chance Magic is everywhere It happens everyday When one starts to believe The more magic we see The more real it becomes

I like to walk in the park, for the wondrous things to see. There are miracles that surround us all, for you to see and me. I saw me today a caterpillar and wondered by-and-by. What it would turn into, a moth or a butterfly. I turned and there was my lake, fed by a cold spring stream. As a lad I recalled sitting here contemplating a dream. Over there in the meadow I saw a rose, its petals of a deep red hue. It bloomed in...