Friday, January 14, 2011

A Faery

A faery is a curious thing
It likes to joke, dance and sing.
It tickles your nose,
But never shows
A face let alone a wing.

Wishing they could come along,
We walk, laugh and sing a song.
We don't see them there,
But they hide in our hair
The faeries know they belong.

A faery is a curious one
It likes to play and have great fun.
It tickles your nose,
But never shows
Even in light of the sun.

1 comment: