~ Fairy ~

Upon my word I saw her
With sunlight in her hair
A bit a gold dust twinkling
Upon her skin so fair

A butterfly, not flying
Had landed on her hand
'Twas magic I was spying
I did not understand

Oh I had heard of fairies
In storybooks and such
Like birds gathering berries
I could see, but could not touch

She looked so bright and cheerful
With blue sky overhead
Amazed I was not fearful
I felt no sense of dread

At one point she did spy me
Pretending not to care
Her gaze fixed on a bumble bee
That was buzzing in mid-air

As sunlight grew much fainter
With stars wishing for night
I decided I would paint her
By glow of candle light

Her form I could not capture
As sunset pinked the sky
I stood and watched the rapture
As her butterfly flew by

Tomorrow I may find her
Tomorrow she might stay
No human heart can bind her
Magic holds her in its sway

Faerie's Heart Songs
T.R. Cardinet 2007 ©
 

In imagination there is laughter,
fun and, sometimes, healing.
Rest, relax, rejuvenate and
let your imagination sweep
you off to magical places today.

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