Fairies at play
In my garden, fairies play,
Dancing softly through the day,
Gentle light upon their wings,
Joyful songs that laughter brings.
They flit between blooming flowers,
Weaving dreams in quiet hours,
Sparkling dust upon the breeze,
Nature’s magic, meant to please.
With every flutter, hope takes flight,
Creating wonder in the night,
In every corner, smiles appear,
Tiny whispers that we hear.
In this realm dreams are spun,
Fairies bask beneath the sun,
Crafting joy, both near and far,
A world aglow, like a star.
About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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