Brenda Warren is our host for The Sunday Whirl. you can join in here
Take a walk with me to a magical forest under an umbrella of starlight.
See seven small elves riding on the backs of doves,
Hear the tattoo of birdsong in the wake of thundering wings.
There is nothing to covet here as all is in harmony.
The leathery bark of trees absorb the footfall of blundering fools
Who cannot see the beauty before them.
Such is my land of dreams.