~In the waning summer light
Which the hearts of mortals love,
"Tis the hour for elfin sprite,
Through the flory mead to rove.
Mortal eyes the spot may scan,
Yet our forms they never descry,
Though so near the haunts of man,
Merrily our trad we ply.
Ever mid the fragrant flowers,
With the songster birds and bees,
Practise we our magic powers
Loving playmates such as these.~
~"Mind your Step", I heard her cry
Still, small voice as I stepped by
"For you don't know who's hiding there"
For many days I looked around
"Spare a thought and please take care"
But couldn't see who made the sound
I watched my step
But couldn't see who hid out there.
One day I stepped so
carefully
She didn't see or even hear me
That was the first of many sights
Of garden fairies to delight!
Watch carefully now and you might see
My fairy friends who visit with me.~
~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 curtsy with its knees.~
