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Sweetest child,
dry your tears..
come out into the light,
we yearn to see your little face,
to see you spread your wings and fly.

Little fae,
play your drum,
Bring forth a new day.
Spring has come,
to kiss your face,
embrace you with new life.

Sweetest child,
the world awaits
with open hearts and love.
…fly into her waiting arms,
little fairy child,
…you are finally here to stay!

Erin R. Hogan ©2014