Fairy God Mother

This week in Poets And Storytellers United Rommy wants us to write something from the point of view of a fairy tale character.

My response to the prompt:

She landed out of nowhere 

Most probably from above the clouds

Brandishing her magic wand 

And the broom to ride along

Eyes that crinkled with laughter lines 

And fingers so nimble I feared

She might give me a makeover 

Before I could utter, "Oh dear!"

Her charcoal black cat had weird ways

Green emerald eyes that twinkled away

Every thing about her kept me in her sway

Before the hours could tick off the day

She played with her magic spells 'n had fun

As though passing time and turned

The brinjals into purple roses bright

And ash gourds into lilies snowwhite

When I pointed to the big red pumpkin 

She looked most disenchanted though

But squealed with delight as she embarked

On giving the cherries a face lift on the go

As she had descended on a whim she fancied

A flight without a blink and off she went

To some other garden to sprout dreams and Hopes ...but the wind had a different story to tell, "All rubbish! Those magice spells...you know what....at Hogwarts she was just a novice and flown in to check on innocent

muggles whether her charms worked right

and wand did not blow off in the middle of 

casting a transformation but oh thank God

everything went all right and you were saved

from a disaster widespread but the other garden?...No..No ...they were not so lucky

after all where she messed up her magic

and the broom got stuck and the cat grew wings and flew off... left in the lurch

to be spared from muggle wrath she  metamorphosed herself into a rock..."

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