There is a certain magic
A spine-tingling moment
When the tale begins
You could be beside an open fire
In an armchair or in bed
The opening of a fairy tale
Is the unlocking of your head
To a densely populated forest
With trails and trees,
Witches and fairies,
Princes and princesses,
And all kinds of creatures,
Once upon a time…
© Kim M. Russell, 2015
writing in north norfolk 