Fairy Sleep
Sleep, sleep under the stars
and dream about nether-land
where the fairies fly to and fro .
On bright glittery wings do they fly
But when they nestle to the ground to rest
A sweet lullaby shall they sing
Welcoming the Sweet coming of Night
Sparkling silver stars like tiny diamonds
The tiny fairy folk give thanks for the comfort
of their nearness they lay in their
beds of grass and moss
To rest their tiny heads on folded arm
With no further fear of the nights darkness
From their hidden nests,
they watch as the sun sinks
below the darkening horizon
The joys of pleasant memories
of the days foray,
smiles trace their tiny faces
as they wish all in all a good night
and happy dreams
Cynthia ©
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