A Fairy Tail-End Rhyme Tale

One day I woke, and a small noise I heard. Since very near the window it seemed to be, I thought perhaps that it could be a bird. I got up from my bed and went to see. What a big surprise! Yes, big surprise, but what I saw was NOT too big. In fact, what I spied was quite small. And I am sure it wished not to be caught, way up there looking startled on the wall. What met my eyes? A fairy I saw there with wings outspread. A pretty fairy. Yellow was her hair; her hands pressed on the wall above my head. I wished I had not given her a scare. Happily I cried hello! And then I begged her to come down and let me view her closely. Curious was I. No sooner did I speak – I saw her get onto my ceiling fan. It helped her fly! Out my window she did go! May 4, 2022 for Jeff Kyser's Tall Tales 2 Poetry Contest