Fairies With the Moth Like Wings

Fairies With the Moth Like Wings

A little girl in a bright yellow dress,

lay in the grass by the forests edge

Mesmerized was she, by the beauty the many shades of green,

with the golden sun dappled edges of the leaves,

set a flutter in the light afternoon breeze.

Many colored butterflies catch her eyes,

as they fluttered among the colorful flowers.

there by the forests edge.   

She lay her head upon her arm in the grass, 

staring into the depths of the forest 

and there! she sees them.

The tiny spirit dwellers of the forest. 

All is silence, all is peaceful 

as she lay upon the grass smiling,

The tiny fairies dance and sing,

As the tall trees sparkle and glitter

in peace their vigil keep, 

as the Fairies weave a dream,

for the child that lay upon the grass,

and dreamed of fairies with moth wings folded.

Gaily they dance around the child,

whilst a fairy sat upon a branch,

and softly played her flute,

a sweet melody for the drowsy child,

who now lay asleep upon the magical forest floor,

twas a melody she hears from a time long ago.

The child awakens in a season that is of long ago, 

It was a time where you might like to know. 

There are fairies everywhere, in the trees,

and in the air. Playing games just like I play, 

singing cheerily through their busy day. 

I Intensely listen, touch, look around.

I breath in deeply the fragrant air.

So I tell you now, if you watch carefully,

out of all of nature's things, 

you might just see a fairy, 

as she unfurl her moth like wings,

to take flight back to a time gone by.  

Cynthia ©