It is always with a sense of wonder that when we re-discover who we truly are, that we come alive. Our senses are heightened, our creativity sparks and we are free to fly toward our dreams with renewed passion. Little Fairy by the Flowers Little fairy by the flowers, Sits and waits and counts the hours, Yet did she know the busy bee, Had spread its pollen to the sea? Little fairy by the flowers Has now discovered her own powers, To spread her wings far and wide, She knows her magic lies inside. Little fairy holds the key To all she’d ever dreamed could be. And now that she’s unlocked the gate, Her dreams no longer have to wait. Little fairy learned to see, to be the best that she could be, required her only to believe, that all her dreams, she could receive. Little Fairy, sings her song, Dancing in the moonlit dawn, Her heart now filled with merry glee, ...