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Originally Posted by Wolfe of Wildwood
can you prove they don't exist? of course not, so hush, and let us have our fun. :P
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The Fairy Place
by
Joannda Riche
A place where few can go or tell
Follow the stream to the fairy dell.
Wings of silken lace, help them rise,
Upon the breeze of perfumed skies,
And in the place where the wee ones play,
Are made the flowers and the sunbeam's ray.
Captured in the fairy cup,
Each dewdrop is to gently sup.
The creatures they all sing along
To the merry little fairy song.
Dancing round on tippy toe,
They flash their colours just for show.
Their magic is a secret thing,
As they sit around the fairy ring.
The great tall trees are their best friends,
Guard them from where the forest ends.
And on the days when the sun is bright,
They catch the shadows and cast down light.
'Tis then you'll see the magic true,
Placed on the ground for me and you.
And as the branches gently rustle,
Behind the petals the fairies bustle.
With a flash of light they rush away,
from vision of man. They stay,
When all is quiet, all is calm,
They flicker within the sheltered balm,
To gently float once again,
And twinkle in the dripping rain.
Each fairy has, so they say,
A pointed ear on which they lay,
To hear what roots of trees might say.
The roots feel deep, and know it's true,
When we approach, the me and you.
The Fairies realm, is for a few
But you will know when elves invite
Your chance to see the fairy sight
For those who search for fairy ground
With good intention just and sound
Do not disturb this little place
Just look at the magic of their face
Their pointed ears and wings of lace
The fairies live quietly secure
Amongst themselves, in a World that's pure.
They know your mind, it won't deceive
A fairy if you don't believe!
Some more "strange" stuff in stream also.
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