A Wisp of Whimsy

Do you never wonder about the clouds?

When I fly they seem so solid,

And yet,

They are tiny drops of water

With no more substance

Than fairy floss.

Perhaps that is where ghosts come from.

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Dramatic Lyric

I am a musician and a life-long crafter. I love to read and write, and my favourite book is Jane Eyre.

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