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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, enchanting, fairies, fantasy, forest, Friday Fantasy, moonlight, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Winged Flight, writing
The fantasy does come alive
As fairy wings about do fly
Dance throughout the midnight air
Around the forest with no care
Guided by the pale moon light
Frolicking merrily, so sweet a sight
I watch from yonder meadow tree
Fascinating beauties, roaming free
Who glide upon the winds of night
Enchanting me with winged flight
©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
Hope my comment got in–maybe you moderate each one.
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Yes, I moderate 😉
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Oh good 🙂
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WOW-Wonderful!
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Thank you!! I don’t want to call you Night lol May I have your first name?
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You’re welcome, and you’re so sweet 🙂 Jael
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Oh good lol Didn’t want to refer to you as NU LOL
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Hahaha–I have another blog, but it’s “resting”…maybe I’ll reopen it soon 🙂
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I used that pic for Meadows of Light 🙂
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I guessing all of us that use Pixabay as a photo source will trip over one another eventually lol
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Yep. and that photo worked for both of us 🙂
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It certainly did 😃
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I so love this, Dorinda. The innocent joy of children (or grown ups who still have that innocent heart) whose spirits are in alignment with the spirits of the elements.
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Thank you, Erika!! I could dance amongst the fireflies (fairies) forever. Their world seems so effortless.
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Yes, all seems so light and uncomplicated. We are masters in adding weight…
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