Little Doors

 

There are tales of little doors

And of creatures from the moors.

Fairies, leprechauns and trolls

In their hands their tiny bowls.

 

In dark of night when they do stir

You’ll never see more than a blur.

What’s for dinner? I don’t know.

They are hungry if they show.

 

Tiny heads and tiny feet

Laugh not if by chance you meet.

Stand so still and let them be.

Never fear what you can’t see.

 

Open wide that little door

Magic lives and it wants more.

Freedom such a pretty word

Deep within the heart it stirred.

 

Gently treat the magic folk

They may in you pure joy evoke.

Live together and at peace

And on life a brand new lease.

12 thoughts on “Little Doors

  1. Murphy's Law

    I wish I had read about YOUR magic folk when I was young!! They were always portrayed as little monsters ….. not unlike today’s schoolyard bullies!! Yours are lovable! 😍
    🔹 Ginger 🔹

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  2. delphini510

    I do so like your post and it rings beautiful and true. I grew up believing in the Fairies and the
    helpful little trolls. I like this quote :
    “Gently treat the magic folk
    They may in you pure joy evoke.”

    Miriam

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