Whirring around like Tinker Bell
she is tiny and sweet.
Instead of speaking, she chants
the sound of wonderful bells
bringing you peace.
Her heart vibrates in a pace
that makes things around her heal
as if she could glue whatever is broken.
Her light eyes have a wit in each corner
the wit of someone who knows
and understands
but doesn't mind
and just keeps on smiling.
Like fairy dust her charm surrounds her
smiting everyone
denying evil
and always looking at you
like a child on Christmas Eve.
Those sparkling
glowing
blue eyes
can't be real.
She must be Tinker Bell.
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