Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme Royal

Faeries and Brownies Grow My Crops

In the evening my garden grows so well
I sleep gentle for there is no plight.
For eve is where brownies and faeries dwell.
Administer magic all through the night.
Naysayers may think that I’m not so bright, 
My harvest is greater than all of theirs 
Also I share gladly without their airs.

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M. L. Kiser July 22, 2019 at 9:15 AM And they do such good work caring for the plants...faeries and brownies are definitely underappreciated. Caren Krutsinger July 23, 2019 at 6:56 AM I know you get this, seeing faeries yourself, and their wonderful works.

Ann Gilmour July 22, 2019 at 4:19 AM Those sweet fairies are such hard workers and clearly adore you dear Caren, this proves it! With kindest thoughts Ann xx Caren Krutsinger July 22, 2019 at 5:20 AM At first I only felt them, but Ann, when I take photos of my gardens I get tiny little blurs of light in my photos, so I am capturing them now. They look like tiny orbs of yellow.