|
Fairy Dust
The clouds sway mysteriously
under a sky of silver blue
A fairy sits upon a rock
with her hands held out to you
Her hair is the color of golden wheat,
her eyes are cornflower blue
The stars are falling from the sky,
in a forest filled with dew
Fairy dust is glittering,
like diamonds in the sun
The garland round her head,
fresh from a meadow run
Her wings are soft as satin,
her gown a dusty hue
She'll mesmerize you with her magic
and make your dreams come true
Tiny fairies surround her head
in a halo of delight
Dancing to the music
of the beautiful woodland sprite
Her voice evokes a memory,
of wonderful childhood delight
Of swinging from a treetop
or lost in a dream at night
Sonnets have been written
and love songs that were true
And when you see the woodland fairy,
you'll believe in magic too
~
İSoft Poetry By Sandİ2003 ~
used
with permission
 
|
