Where Dreams Grow
On the night
of a waxing crescent moon,
dreams are carried by the wind
to a weeping willow tree,
entwined in swirling
patterns of stardust.
Glows like a beacon
in misty darkness,
as far as the eye can see.
Luminous branches
sway in the breeze
to the rhythmical
sound of wind chimes.
Forest elves gather
at the tangled roots.
Play a lullaby
on their tuneful flutes.
At sunrise,
children sing under the willow,
Encouraging their dreams
to nourish and grow.
Autumn arrives,
and leaves turn to gold,
ready for the children to pick.
Placed on a delicate chain
around the neck,
golden leaves glisten
in the autumn sun.
Divine charms of light
kept close to their hearts,
for children’s dreams
will never be apart.
of a waxing crescent moon,
dreams are carried by the wind
to a weeping willow tree,
entwined in swirling
patterns of stardust.
Glows like a beacon
in misty darkness,
as far as the eye can see.
Luminous branches
sway in the breeze
to the rhythmical
sound of wind chimes.
Forest elves gather
at the tangled roots.
Play a lullaby
on their tuneful flutes.
At sunrise,
children sing under the willow,
Encouraging their dreams
to nourish and grow.
Autumn arrives,
and leaves turn to gold,
ready for the children to pick.
Placed on a delicate chain
around the neck,
golden leaves glisten
in the autumn sun.
Divine charms of light
kept close to their hearts,
for children’s dreams
will never be apart.
This poem is copyright (©) Josie De Falco 2024
About the Writer
Josie De Falco
Josie grew up in a large Victorian house full of storytelling and plays with her big Italian/English family. Her inspiration is her children and childhood memories in the Yorkshire Dales, and seaside coast of Filey. Josie is an advocate for encouraging children to explore their imagination through nature and support mental wellbeing. Her childhood nickname is Tinker Bell and a fan of the poems Flower Fairies. Josie’s work has been featured in Parakeet, and forthcoming publication in a nature anthology.
