Fairies in the Mists

Have You Ever Seen a Fairy?

Have you ever gone out to your garden at dawn
And checked out the flowers with dewdrops still on?
Seen the prism like mist on your roses so sweet
Heard the crickets serenading as if morning to greet
And then did you look closer and were you amazed
At some small fluttering wings that attracted your gaze?
Did you ebb ever closer as quiet as could be
To make sure that you saw what you thought you did see
And there the sweet little fairies
Danced merrily in place
Stopping briefly to smile and look up at your face.
And then right back to playing and fluttering around
Washing tiny little faces with dew drops they found
Didn’t their beauty and delicacy tug at your heartstrings?
Especially when you thought you had seen everything
Fascination alone keeps you steadfast in place
As you watch them all prancing with elegance and grace
Though you read about fairies in nursery rhymes
You had no idea you might meet them in time
After watching for so long you decide time to leave
But not before feeling something tugging your sleeve
So you turn to look back just one more last time
And what greets your eyes is exquisitely sublime
A fluttering line of fairies all waving goodbye
What a wonderfully mystical world you sigh.