When everyone is out of sight,
Or sound asleep, I stay at night
And think about some special tot,
Remembering things we liked a lot.
And in my thoughts again we’re found
Out on the porch swing or uptown
Where at the park, through nook and cranny,
You lead a huffing-puffity Granny!
Some busy folks don’t understand
About the good things right at hand
To please a child to sight or touch –
And please a Grandma twice as much.
They’re funny when they make a fuss
And call our best fun ludicrous
(Ludicrous means strange, you see,
Which can’t apply to you and me!)
For we are serious when we think
Of Penny Peacock, a fire-blink,
Or Rosie Rabbit’s powers to keep
The children safe in a forest deep.
They shouldn’t scoff for we are sure
That fairies are and always were,
(A few of us, if the time we took,
Could show them where, if they’d really look!)
In the evening late when the sun is set
And all the dark has not come yet,
While grass is warm before the dew,
There’s a fairy place I’ve shown to you,
Where little fire-flies wink and blink –
You think they’re here and then they wink
Away off in another place,
Or sometimes right up in your face!
Then in a circle, sparkling bright,
Fairy wings light up the night,
They turn and swirl and fly so free
In a rainbow dance for you and me!
On tiny, silky wings they glide
First all alone, then side by side
Around the fairy-queen, who’ll swish
A magic wand for a rainbow wish.
It’s sad that some folks never see
The beauty shown to you and me
So we’ll just soak it up and then
Shine it back out all over them!!