Sunday, December 24, 2017

Your Fairy Land


Your Fairy Land

Walk with me
Stroll down a medieval street
Flowers covering a stone home
Their scents filling the air
Even if you wear your jeans and tee
As long as you hold my hand
And I can see your beautiful smile
You will always be milady
Wearing the finest dress ever made

As you walk through a real fairy land

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