Bette Bavington Poet Villanelle

The Secret's Out

We know the soft night light that glows 
Aren't lightening bugs, but fairies who 
Live in different places
Suspended with butterflies and flowers
Are always outdoors.
There are many races
And tribes who do interface
Some were friends to Dumbledore.
We know the soft night light that glows
Aren't lightening bugs, but fairies who
Live in different places
Like the woodlands, underground, by 
Lakes, hills, stone, and in grass circles
Really it means any where could be their
Home base.
They're enchanted, magical, mysterious
Beings and if your going on a journey it
Is wise to have one before you deplore.
There are many races
They come in various sizes and shapes
Good luck trying to find their hiding place,
In any case
There are places to explore.
We know the soft night light that glows
Aren't lightening bugs, but fairies who
Live in different places
Like England, Norway, Ireland, Iceland and
Scotland is their common place to embrace
Their fairylore.
Hopefully we will find their place and meet
Face to face
So friends we can be evermore.
We know the soft night light that glows
Aren't lightening bugs, but fairies who
Live in different places.
There are many races.

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Jan Allison March 27, 2019 at 3:32 PM absolutely charming Bette, I'm told we have fairies here on the isle of man, they live under fairy bridge and get lots of visitors, people even write them letters and leave them gifts tied to the tree:-) hugs Jan xx Bette Bavington March 27, 2019 at 4:55 PM Thank you. I am glad you liked it. That is so awesome.

Sunlite Wanter March 22, 2019 at 4:28 PM So very pleasurable to read!!! Bette Bavington March 22, 2019 at 5:30 PM Thank you. I live in the country. It is so nice when the sun goes down to see the soft night lights that glow. I could spend hours out there on a warm night. The only problem is the coyotes come to visit once in a while so we try not to be out when they may be going through. Lol.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 15, 2019 at 3:42 PM - So true, Bette ... "They come in various sizes and shapes" ... A lovely poem :) - Best wishes for a wonderful weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Bette Bavington March 15, 2019 at 4:05 PM Thank you Anne-Lise. I am glad you liked it. The same back at cha for a wonderful weekend.

Caren Krutsinger March 15, 2019 at 3:09 PM Straight to my FAV list. I loved every aspect of it! Bette Bavington March 15, 2019 at 3:18 PM Thank you Caren. You made my day. I hope you are having a great day.