On warm dark nights I think I see <br />beneath the weeping willow tree, <br />the fairies dancing in the grass <br />on tiny feet that fly so fast. <br /> <br />The music is the wind that blows <br />while fairies spin on bare tiptoes, <br />and fireflies jewel up the night <br />reflecting fairies in their light. <br /> <br />Round and round the fairies dance! <br />On bitsy feet they skip and prance <br />through tiny dew drops to and fro, <br />til morning comes, and then they go. <br /> <br />I wonder where the fairies live <br />and do they know what fun they give <br />to little girls and boys that see <br />beneath the weeping willow tree?<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-fairies-children/
