Magic

If you should ever
Be in need
And none but magic
Could pay you heed,
Grab hold dear love,
Of this: your chance
To read words
In which faeries dance.

If the world's magic
I could put to line
I place it here
For the darkest times,
To serve you well
And fight all wrong
To guard your heart
When the night is long.
So if you ever
Feel quite lost,
I've used up
All my faerie dust
To beg for you,
My sweet, my love,
Angels' peace
From up above.

I pray my strength
Will flow through this
And yours too,
Should grow from this.
If things real grim
Begin to look,
Take your phone
And take this book,
I'll fly to you on angels' wings
The second that
The phone will ring.
It is my offer,
A heartfelt gift,
That through hard times,
Your spirits lift
And across the miles,
Once more,
You feel, again,
My hand in yours.