Faeries

[Daddieo]

“When she expressed a doubtful hope that Tinker Bell would be glad to see her, he said, ‘Who is Tinker Bell?’
‘O Peter,’ she said, shocked; but even when she explained he could not remember.
‘There are such a lot of them,’ he said. ‘I expect she is no more.’
I expect he was right, for fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them.” 
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

[Seashelly]

[Seashelly]

I am of Magic

I am of Dark

I am of Light

I am of Love

I am of Her

 

[Michelle D]

Down by the lake
Where the weeping willows rest
Where no-one goes
The fairies dance

At midnight
When the inky sky
Is sprinkled with stars
The fairies dance

They sit on toadstools
Wear clothes made of petals
And round the flowers
The fairies dance

On the lake
Boats made of leaves
And all around
The fairies dance

They stay till dawn
When the sun rises
But under the inky sky
The fairies dance 

~Amy Darnbrook