Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
|Where? byCicely M. Barker
Where are the fairies? Where can we find them?
Weve seen the fairy-rings they leave behind them!
Lark, in the sky above, Say, do you know?
Is it a secret no one is telling?
Why, in your garden Surely theyre dwelling!
No need for journeying, Seeking afar:Where there are flowers, there fairies are!
Years ago, my heart was drawn,
When I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeting,
Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating.
Merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder,
Mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you'll be fairies all.
by Emily Dickinson
and Fairies come to me and weep.
Mischievous Goblins dance outside my door
Guarded beneath the Dragons Claw
Winter moves her arm round me
and Fairies flee away joyfully.
Silhouette of the Unicorn,
behind the screen,
A race with time, Shes dreaming free.
Dawn is at hand. And all that is not,
Turns to grains of sleep.
And so another night magic, comes to an end
for dreaming of you is all I remember.
Last update April 1999