Fairy
Forest
The Fairy Dance
The soft stars are shining,
The moon is alight;
The fold of the forest
Are dancing tonight:
O swift and gay
Is the song that they sing;
They float and sway
As they dance in a ring.
O seek not to find them,
The wee folk so fair;
They're shy as the swallow
And swift as the air:
If you come, they are gone
Like a snowflake in May;
Like a breath, like a sigh,
They vanish away.
Katherine Davis
This is my fairy forest, where my fairies spend most of their time.
This is also where I keep all my adopted fairies.
These are the Fairies of the Seasons.
These fairies were adopted at the Rising Sun adoption center.
