dancing poetry, fairy poem, Spring, srping equinox

Dancing Fairies

 

On warm dark nights I think I see
beneath the weeping willow tree,
the fairies dancing in the grass
on tiny feet that fly so fast.

The music is the wind that blows
while fairies spin on bare tiptoes,
and fireflies jewel up the night
reflecting fairies in their light.

Round and round the fairies dance!
On bitsy feet they skip and prance
through tiny dew drops to and fro,
til morning comes, and then they go.

I wonder where the fairies live
and do they know what fun they give
to little girls and boys that see
beneath the weeping willow tree?

C.J. Heck

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