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DANCE OF THE FAIRIES

THE WORLD OF MAKE-BELIEVE,
IS FANTASY TO A CHILD.
THE THOUGHT OF ELVES AND FARIES
CAN BRING ABOUT A SMILE.

FROM THREE YEARS OLD TO SEVEN,
THEIR MINDS ARE OPEN AND CLEAR
AFTER THAT, I HAVE TO SAY
THERE'S DOUBT AND DISBELIEF, I FEAR.

SO WHY NOT INDULGE IN FANTASY,
I REALLY SEE NO HARM,
AFTER ALL- SANTA AND THE BUNNY
 WERE PART OF ALL THIS CHARM

I'M  WAY TOO OLD
TO  BELIEVE IN  SUCH THINGS,
AND YET--FROM MY YOUTH,
I RECALL-FAIRY RINGS

AND HOW THEY DANCED
ON MOONLIT NIGHTS,
AND ELVES WOULD JOIN THEM,
TO OUR GREAT DELIGHT.

AND HOW THEY WOULD SIT
UPON BIG TOAD-STOOLS
TO PLAY THEIR MUSIC
ON FLUTES- SO COOL.

WITH FARIES FLYING ALL ABOUT,
IN A SECRET WORLD, ALL THEIR OWN.
IN TIME-  THE CHILDREN
WILL SOON HAVE OUT-GROWN

BUT AS OLD AS THEY LIVE,
THEY WILL ALWAYS RECALL
THE WONDERS OF FANTASY-LAND,  
BEST OF ALL.  

Copyright Shirley Sasek
2010


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