Into the garden walk I,
Down near the beck which is so high,
To see the fairies in their home in the trunk of a tree;
Nothing but the beck is all I see.
I walk up to the tree and peep in,
Fae has her pretty white skin,
And her cheeks prettier than roses in bloom;
Pretty is she sitting by the fairy loom.
She is so pretty,
Like on the water the water-lily,
It's her I always enjoy seeing;
For she and her friends are real fairy-beings!
It's her I love,
My angel and fairy sent from above,
For a walk with you is a delight;
I love seeing you morning and night!
At night she dances on the moon,
Flying with the shadows she casts into my room,
She dances with the stars in the sky;
Way, way up so high!
Fairy, dear,
My pleasure is seeing you all the year,
I will never hate you. . . never;
I shall love you and I hope to see you forever and forever!!
*~Marian~
For fairies in general and also for my friends, Jishaacok and Anon C! May your lives be filled with magic, sunshine, and roses!