A Word About Fairies

I tip my hat to the wonderful fairies, for I believe I have seen one, once. Years ago in a friend of mine's garden, he had a small patch for vegetables. One day I was walking by his house, and there in his garden stood a fairy. She was about a foot and a half tall, with a soft ethereal light yellow glow. I guess not surprisingly wings as well, that reached up well above her head. With a fashion model's face and figure, she was standing up on her tiptoes. I felt like I was dreaming, walking by, as if it was an everyday occurrence. Maybe she had to put a spell on me, for I am still waiting to see her again.