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


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