
Gossamer wings in fairy rings
Listen as the pixie sings.
Voices ring through woods and fells
Enchanted dreams of magic dells.
Where fairies gather at dusk to play
At least that's what the old ones say.
Seldom seen by mortal eye
Hidden by the twilight sky
Seek out the fireflys at night
You may see them by their light.
When the morning mist departs
You may find they left a mark.
Fairy rings in fairy bowers
You will find in early hours.
JKS SEPT 2012
1 comment:
Love the poem and the image! Perfect for fall!
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