A Fairy of a Bedtime Story
Just past the tully grass,
Hidden in a berry patch.
Gassamer Willowshimmer has slipped into her matchbox bed.
Fireflys sing her lollybyes untill heavy sets into her eyes.
Dimming down there bright bulbtails,untill little light is left
lingering there.
And then fast asleep,Gassamer will dream.
Twinkling stars like fairy dust are plush and bright in the night
above.
The winds song spins and whirls like it cant stop dancing,
whisping round about tree branches.
Tickling the leaves untill they fall with laughter.
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