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Fairies In My Garden
There are fairies in my garden
Running to and fro,
Playing with the children
Hiding high and low.
I sit on my front porch
And watch them play,
Sipping on my french vanilla coffee
As the trees gently sway.
The children and fairies take turns
On the tire swing,
I think it's the most
Cutest little thing.
They jump on the trampoline
Flip themselves in the air,
I think one may have landed
On my daughter's hair.
There are fairies in my garden
The sun slowly goes down,
The children can play with them again tomorrow
When the fairies come around.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Oct.24/2006
Fairies In My Garden
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