Beverly and Mone Catherine NDMP Admin 1 month, 3 weeks ago
Mone Catherine in Fairyland
In twilight’s glow, where dream-lights gleam,
Mone Catherine walks through fields of dream.
Her wings aglow with silver streams,
She whispers thanks to all unseen.
The fairies gather, soft and bright,
With sprinkles spun from morning light.
They cast their blessings, pure and true,
A shimmering gift in every hue.
“Oh thank you, friends of starry skies,
For glitter’s grace and moonlit ties.
Your sprinkles make the meadows sing,
And crown the air with endless spring.
I’ll carry joy on every breeze,
Through forest glades and gentle seas.
With gratitude, my heart does shine—
Dear fairy kin, your love is mine.”
Beverly and Mone Catherine
In twilight’s glow, where dream-lights gleam,
Mone Catherine walks through fields of dream.
Her wings aglow with silver streams,
She whispers thanks to all unseen.
The fairies gather, soft and bright,
With sprinkles spun from morning light.
They cast their blessings, pure and true,
A shimmering gift in every hue.
“Oh thank you, friends of starry skies,
For glitter’s grace and moonlit ties.
Your sprinkles make the meadows sing,
And crown the air with endless spring.
I’ll carry joy on every breeze,
Through forest glades and gentle seas.
With gratitude, my heart does shine—
Dear fairy kin, your love is mine.”
Beverly and Mone Catherine
