Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Fairy Child

I was peeking in my garden,
looking for them there.
Were they behind the mushrooms three?
Could I catch them unaware?

I inhaled the 
breath of springtime.
Gazed on daffodils 
joyous in season's prime

but my heart's desire
was to catch a sight
of the secretive garden fairies 
in full fanciful flight.

Anon, I doth ne'er fear
that tomorrow's morn
I will seek in the clear
and hope that mine quest 
is not clothed all forlorn
to spy my childhood 
wing'ed friends;
the fairy child
in my garden beds.


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