” MAGIC”
Wizards with wands or magical dust,
Four leaf clovers and a seven showing always on two dice.
Witches and warlocks, wishes or rainbows,
Do dreams come true, there are stars and moons.
Do unicorns exist, are there spirits In the mist,
Is magic a fantasy, what you feel are prayers that are real.
Magic lives In the heart, It Is a wanting hope for all that you feel,
All you hope will be real.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Magic is definitely in one of those deep ancestral places in the heart. I am teaching a class in Mexico and the other day I noticed the roster had dropped to 13 students — unlucky from now on! The rational voice in me laughed but for a second something deep inside moved like it was no joke.
Sorry to hear that about the students, Is it because of the Corona virus?
On Fri, Mar 6, 2020 at 8:49 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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No, just regular attrition. Always a few drop. Just this time we landed on 13 🙂
Magically wonderful poem!
Thanks so much
On Fri, Mar 6, 2020 at 8:59 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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This is such a fun and whimsical poem! It was a true joy to read. And its message is absolutely right; magic always lives in the heart.
thank you for reading, Haley.
On Fri, Mar 6, 2020 at 9:39 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Of course, you’re very welcome! I’m always happy to.
This piece was magical! Loved it! ☺️
Thanks for reading.
On Fri, Mar 6, 2020 at 9:52 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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My pleasure.