Fairy in my Yard

by pattimari

February 3, 2023

I have a fairy in my yard

just once

I’d joyfully

give up my old red barn

to sit for a spell

beside her

I’d sing my songs

tell my tales

and dance with snails

to visit in the spring breeze

and ring the bells

as I lifted up my arms

to the heavens

with all my charms

to sit for a spell

with the fairy

who lives in my yard

Out behind the barn

Farmer Dale

pull out your yarn

and sit out near

where the bumble bees

Call out the fairy

out there where she dwells

I’ll dance through the garden

with feet up high

and do a sigh

just to see my fairy

before I die

I even get on my knees

and pull up the weeds

just to see her flitter by

me.

I was taught

and surely

was caught

wishing to sit with the fairy

and surely will Count on

she is real

I won’t stamp my seal

until it’s a real deal

trust with my heart

I’ll sit with my fairy

Pattimari

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