 | Poems by a Little Girl |  |
FAIRIES AGAIN
FAIRIES dancing in the woods at nightMake me think of foreign places,
Of places unknown.
Fairies with sparkling crowns and dewy hands,
Sprinkle flowers and mosses to keep them fresh,
Talk to the birds to keep them cheery.
Once a bird came home
And found a fairy asleep in his nest,
Upon his baby eggs,
To keep them warm!
| Poems by a Little Girl | |