Magic

No fancy mantra
or quirky wand,
Look at all the treasure,
Mowgli has found.

Plume from the phoenix,
a unicorns horn,
A fairy's wings
that you can clip on.

They are hidden in places
only he can see,
The key to finding them
is to believe.

He constantly searches
behind the blinds,
I am certain there is something,
he is about to find.

He wont tell me what,
but things are not what they seem,
I have heard him laugh
with the pixies in his dreams.

Oh mowgli oh mowglu
my own little treasure,
why dont you take me
on your next adventure ?!