A Little Girl's Dream

Each day I come to this special place, to catch a glimpse of fairies fair Each day I come with a smile on my face, hoping that today they will be there The tress are old, their branches bent The deer less bold, now silence is spent I spy the ring of red and white, toadstools where the fairies sat Not a hint is left in this flimsy light, not an echo of their chat I hold my breath, I sit and wait Yet once again I am too late, Far off now I hear how they sing, about the wind and the stars warm glow How I long to dance in the fairy ring just once before it is time for me to go Someday soon I know I’ll spy, Fairy folk flitting past my eye Long years have passed since those magical days, the forest still stands I walk with my grand -daughter on those old twisted ways, we hold hands As together we try as hard as we can To catch just a glimpse of the fairy clan We whisper as we walk along, afraid to miss the celestial song We count the butterflies fluttering by, wondering all the while why They always elude us just by a glance They always induce us on the off chance Fairy folk are always to be, intriguing imaginary friends for you and for me Yet deep in my heart I’ll always know, they are just there behind that tree And one special moment or so it would seem, To spy them, just once is every little girls dream 14/03/2014