A million little fairies
dance through a particular night
hanging moonbeams on the oak
securing them tight.
Silver ribbons, white ribbons
pinks one too, floating in the breeze
fairies flitting in and out
hiding amongst the leaves.
All but one tiny fairy
she refused and kept quite still
she reflected just for a second
then rolled speedily downhill.
she was trapped in a tight spin
collecting bracken in her hair
coming finally to an abrupt halt
in a lacy white, cold square.
"Oh I say, what have we here"
announced the scary spider
"Complete with flowers for me
she is a strange outsider".
"She's tiny and so frail
and now my heart is full of love.
The Lord has answered my prayer
This is what I have dreamed of.
A lady friend to share my lonely life
oh how I am trapped in a web of silence"
The fairy awoke with a look of sheer horror
"Oh I do not mean any offence".
"My long hairy legs are not so bad
they can offer you so very much
They move like the wind, are strong
yet they are sensitive to your touch"
I can spin you the best silk
and make you the finest gown
You will be the Queen of the forest
and I will make you the finest crown.
You can be my Queen and I will be your King
We will be together and never be apart
Do not be alarmed at my ugly exterior
underneath there beats a loving heart".
"I will worship you, pick the freshest of flowers
bring you sunshine on a very rainy day"
He turned round to admire his catch
She had gone and could hear "Please stay".
She had gone.