Six Faerie Children
Six faerie children with a happy hi hey ho!
Know what way to linger, the tulips love them so.
They are eager to please as the roses always know.
The daffodils adore their swinging singing ways, high and low.
Six faerie children in the wind so greatly blow.
They never have an argument or start any kind of row.
Lily of the valley sees them and begins to grow.
They make themselves scarce when they see a hoe.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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