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Winter 2009, Sleepy's Corner
Say Again
By Sleepy Wed, Dec 30, 2009
So quiet is the winter night as snow falls on the ground. A fairy perched atop a branch so too makes not a sound.
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By Sleepy
Sleepy's Corner
“What parent does not see a part of themselves in their child? So, too, could I see a part of my wife in what she created. From the porcelain and clay of her sculptures she gave form to dreams and inspired me to tell of this realm.
Few know of my desire to rhyme and write. It’s not a subject that comes up among my fellow carpenters. Still, as a contractor, I routinely help turn wishes into reality, so in this my poetic stories run much the same way.
As a parent and grandparent, I appreciate the purity in a child’s sense of the world far more than the perceptions we acquire, as we grow older.
The refuge for our innocence and wonder lies dormant in our dreams, and is awakened as we rest.
What I describe is not a world that needs to be made beautiful, but one that already is.”
Sleepy has been a member of Enchanted Folk since March 2008