Mystic the Fiery Fairy

She flickers, she frolics, and flutters and flows Sprinkling sparkling fairy dust wherever she goes, She is sassy, and delicate and indeed, oh so cute, She is clever, mysterious, mischievous, so astute, She waves her wand and brings children’s’ dreams true, She only appears to fairy believers, who are only a few, She is flirty, and sexy and has such incredible pizzazz, She’s quite a dish, loves listening to jazz, She is showy, alluring, is known for wanting to impress, Lovable, appealing and awesomely kind so easy to assess Mystic the fairy is perfect! What I love most of all, is when our lights go out She takes center stage without any doubt, Happens often these days, I light a candle, she flutters through The starlit night, arrives and waves her wand to give us light, Her shadow on the wall is a sight to behold, as she dances, and Gently hums, To the beating sound, of nearby fairy drums. I go to sleep, and I wake way up high in a celestial sky, I open my eyes to peep, yes we are indeed very high, Feels surreal, I feel humbled to have been given Such a treat, to float among the twinkling stars, and to see Planet Earth below, but it is hardly visible, draped in a Shroud of pollution, mystic seeing my sadness, cry’s for me.