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Seeing things | Sally Odgers

“There’s no such thing as unicorns,”

My teacher said in class

(She doesn’t know what’s in the park

Dancing in the grass)

“Fairies? Don’t be foolish,”

My brother gives a hoot

But I don’t care—I know they’re there

(I hear their silvered flute)

“Dragons are for stories,”

Gran told me gently once

I called her when I saw one

(But she was having lunch)

They think I’m being silly

And playing make-believe

I can tell fact from fiction

I know what I have seen

And when they dare to tell me

I haven’t any proof

I whistle and say, ‘atoms!’

And wander off aloof

My brother counters, ‘Microscopes!’

(As if I care for that

Has any scientist used one

To examine pixie hats?)

And have you seen the selkies?

Down on the beach today

Splashing in the wavelets

(They look like seals at play)

Maybe others like to think

There are no fairy rings

I wish they’d open up their minds

And join me seeing things

I’ll lead an expedition

And I’m inviting you

To join me in my journey

(I know you see things too.)

දිනමිණ වසත් සුළඟ- 20.03.2018