Fairies In the Mists

Have You Ever Seen a Fairy? Have you ever gone out to your garden at dawn And checked out the flowers with dewdrops still on? Seen the prism like mist on your roses so sweet Heard the crickets serenading as if morning to greet And then did you look closer and were you amazed At some small fluttering wings that attracted your gaze? Did you ebb ever closer as quiet as could be To make sure that you saw what you thought you did see And there the sweet little fairies Danced merrily in place Stopping briefly to smile and look up at your face. And then right back to playing and fluttering around Washing tiny little faces with dew drops they found Didn’t their beauty and delicacy tug at your heartstrings? Especially when you thought you had seen everything Fascination alone keeps you steadfast in place As you watch them all prancing with elegance and grace Though you read about fairies in nursery rhymes You had no idea you might meet them in time After watching for so long you decide time to leave But not before feeling something tugging your sleeve So you turn to look back just one more last time And what greets your eyes is exquisitely sublime A fluttering line of fairies all waving goodbye What a wonderfully mystical world you sigh.