theres a fairy in my garden she comes out night
shes wears a gold tiara  a dress of silky white
flying every where beneath the moon so bright
i sit there and watch her filled with such delight.

flies up in the trees all around the pond
hovers up above wth her magic wand
flying everwhere happy and so free
up down she goes as busy as bee

when the day break comes she will fly away
to the land of fantasy where all the fairies stay
when the night returns she is there more
flying round my garden like the night before