In the meadow, oh so green,
Awesome sights I've often seen.
Always on a summer's day,
Woodland fairies come to play.
Shimmer of their wings so fair,
Flower's fragrance on the air.
Hide and seek between the trees,
Peeking through the lush green leaves.
Then so softly on my cheek,
Gentle touch both mild and meek.
Lifts me to delightful bliss,
T'is the lovely fairy's kiss.
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Mary M. Alward
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