Unexpected Playdate
Playing in the meadow behind my house,
I noticed a lovely little creature; it had wings.
It started talking, but I didn’t understand it,
To my surprise, she sprinkled some magic on me.
I got tiny as she was, and I grew beautiful wings
The next time she spoke, I understood her
She said,“ Hi, my name is Abigail.” In a tiny voice
“ Hi Abigail, My name is Tabitha. What are you?”
“ I’m a fairy, and so are you too. Let’s go fly.”
“ Okay, I can go fly a little while; I have chores.”
“ Chores? What’s a chore? It sounds funny.”
“ It may sound funny, but it’s not; let’s go fly.”
“ Ok, but what is a chore, Tabitha? I want to know”.
“ You are funny, Abigail. A chore is a cleaning thing.
“ Oh, I don’t want one of those; let's go fly.”
The new best friends flew up high in the sky
they even passed the milky way and the Big Dipper.
When they made it back to the meadow, Tabitha
changed back into a little girl. As she was running
home, she turned to wave at Abigail, but she was gone.
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