Sunshine sparkles off fairy wings
as they flit through a field of gold.
Listen carefully ... hear them sing
melodies of old
while a magic spell takes hold.
Watch them dance for you and me,
Fairies dancing with delight.
Such a wondrous sight to see,
playing among fragrant lilacs bright.
All the world seems right.
Is it all just a dream?
Are the fairies really there,
with their gossamer wings that gleam
flitting through fields without a care,
dancing on a breath of air ?