The Forest Wood

In the twilight hours the fairy comes,
To run and play and have their fun.
You find them in the forest wood,
Their language spoken is not understood.

Queen on the stars

Only through eyes that see as a child,
Can you see the fairies which live in the wild.

Queen in fairy light

The forestwood at night
So turn back in time, to your innocent days,
And look as a child, in a simple way.
There you will see your fairy sprite,
She will stay with you throughout the night.

fairies at their meeting place

The night glows bright with faerie light,
The Queen does dance this fairy round,
The sight is sweet this faerie night,
The Queen does sing, a beautiful sound.

fairies sprinkle dust

With child's eyes we must seek out,
The faerie dance this lovely sight,
With innocence and heart devout,
We seek the faerie dance tonight.

holding the fairy moonbeams

But morning light comes all to soon;
we have to say good bye.
I take the hand of the Fairy Queen;
and away through the dawn we fly.

holding on to the moonbeams

As I awake; before opening my eyes,
I remember last night's dream.
Holding tight to the Fairy dust;
I gathered from the moonbeams.
Carla Vredeling.

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