What is a magic box? It’s a secret place for magical treasures. What are
these treasures? Funny things, sad things, glad things and even scary
things. A magic box is only for you. You can make the “box” in the air in a cloud, in your mind, in a shoebox or birdcage! It is yours to keep and it is magic because it contains places, times, people that aren’t like anything else you ever saw, felt, heard or dreamed about before.

Magic is about: surprise seeing a falling star, wonder when a magician pulls a rabbit out of a hat, and the delicious smell of pizza. It is also shivers in a spooky house.

You store these things because they leave a memory trace that you can’t forget. Magic changes you. Suddenly you feel different. It makes you understand what you didn’t know was there. Afterwords things around you look cleaner, shinier, bigger, clearer.

Make your magic box. It is always there for you.

Author’s note: Look up online the poem, THE MAGIC BOX, by Kit Wright

Patricia Ann Reid

Copyright Patricia Ann Reid July 2014


A Limeric
There once was a witch and a cat,
Who went ‘round the world on a hat,
They flew on the brim,
Taking pictures on film,
Playing tic-tac with a traveling rat!

Patricia Ann Reid

Excerpt from short story by Pat Reid Catwalk

"Indigo went to the door, stood on his hind legs and pulled down the lever door handle, then ducked into the hallway. It stretched ahead of him. Indigo dug his claws in for a deep stretch on the carpet before starting out.

He darted to the door with the sign, ELEVATOR, staying close to the dark woodwork for cover. Two black cats were waiting there.They lived upstairs and were part of a group of cats who prowled together. Indigo meowed 'yrrrrrowww' ugentllly to the cats. They were used to the routine."

Hot day refreshment:
Mix iced tea with lemonade and gingersnaps.

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