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The Sunflower Fairy
Fields of yellow faces following the sun
Impossible
to count them each and every one,
Waving gently in the breeze they make a sunny sigh.
Stretching up their heads they
smile at passers by.
Lots of little fairy helpers for the sunflower’s needs
They are the hidden secret for scattering
the seeds
Hiding amongst the petals opening at dawn
Working all day to scatter, so new flowers will be born
And
weary from the day’s work, at dusk with failing light
They close the petal shutters to rest throughout the night.
Should
you be a believer, next time you pass, please try
To spend some time alone, amongst the faces to the sky
You may be
the lucky one, for a magic sight to share
A sunflower fairy’s smile is a ray of light so rare.
Myrea Pettit
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In Fairyland
The fairy
poet takes a sheet
Of moonbeam,
silver white;
His ink is
dew from daisies sweet,
His pen a
point of light.
My love I know is fairer far
Than his, (though she is fair,)
And we should dwell where fairies are,
For I could praiser her there.
JOYCE KILMER
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Dreams
Beyond, beyond the mountain line,
The gray stone and the
boulder,
Beyond the growth of dark green pine,
That crowns its western shoulder,
There lies that fairy land of mine,
Unseen of a beholder.
Its fruits are all like rubies rare,
Its streams are clear as glasses:
There
golden castles hang in air,
And purple grapes in masses,
And noble knights and ladies fair
Come riding
down the passes.
Ah me! they say if I could stand
Upon those mountain ledges,
I should
but see on either hand
Plain fields and dusty hedges:
And yet I know my fairy land
Lies
somewhere o'er their hedges. CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER
ENCHANTED
TULIPS
(Maud Keary)
Tulips pink and tulips red, sweeter than a flower bed!
Tell me mommy, please do say why your tulips look so gay,
Why they smell so sweet, and why they bloom on when others die? --
"By the fairies' magic power do my tulips always flower,
By the fairies' magic spell do they give so sweet a smell!
Tulips, tulips, pink and white, fill the fairies with delight! --
"Fairy women, fairy men, seek my tulips from the glen;
Midnight come, they may be heard singing sweet as any
bird,
Singing their wee babes to rest
in the tulips they love best!"
THE
CHILD AND THE FAERIES
(Author Unknown)
The woods are full of faeries!
The trees are all alive;
The river overflows with them,
See how
they dip and dive!
What funny little fellows!
What dainty little dears!
They dance and leap,
and prance
and peep,
And utter fairy cheers!
I'd like to tame a fairy,
To keep it on a shelf,
And dress its little self.
I'd teach
it pretty manners,
It always should say "please",
And then you know I'd make it sew,
And curtsey
with its knees!
FAIRY
SHOES
(Annette Wynne)
The
little shoes that fairies wear
Are very small
indeed;
No larger than a violet bud,
As tiny as a seed.
The
little shoes that fairies wear
Are very trim
and neat;
They leave no tracks behind for those
Who search along the street.
The little shoes of fairies are
So light and soft and small
That though a million passed you by
You would not hear at all.
Fairies DO Exist *******Just Ask One!
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