Keith Drew Poet I do not know?

In Through the Window.

I know they exist, I have seen them there,
At the end of the garden, and under the stairs,
A  myriad  of  fluorescent, flight
Winged  in  moments  of  a  magic  life,

Flitting  and  flaunting  there  frolics  to  dare,
In  through  the  window  and  under  the  stairs,
Looking  for  pillows  with  hidden  treats,
So  of  the  children’s  hearts,  to  greet,

Nestled  in  natures  unaware,
Playing  catch  can  you? Under the stairs,
Waiting  for  darkness, to  so  them  call,
In  through  the  window  and  out  through  the  hall!

Whispering  gently  as  you  sleep,
Wings  race  in  silence, not  one  peep!
Laughing  and  giggling  of  a  beauty  so  rare,
In  through  the  window  and  under the  stairs.

Flowers to polish, grass to play,
Rings then made to show in day,
Dance they do in summer nights,
Never still, with their wings to flight.

Close your eyes and go to sleep,
Sandman's work then so to keep,
Dream of fairies to your care,
In the through the window,
And under the  stairs!

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Carol Sunshine Brown February 1, 2012 at 6:43 AM I have truly enjoyed reading your poetry you have posted here at PoetrySoup. You are a very special poet and I wish you the best in your life and with your poetry. Two thumbs up to you Keith D. Love and best wishes always, Carol