The fae folk

The fae folk like the sunny day

They love to dance and sing and play
<They love to flutter all around
In the treetops above the ground

Down the lane near the shore
When they play they never keep score
They don't care who wins the game
To tem it's all the same.

One blueberry can feed a family
They share it gladly
An apple is a veritable feast
They use them when they invite a beast.

The air is sweeter when
The fae frolic with their friends