Fairy
The tiniest of creatures
Born of dreams
They life in fantasies
Born with lacy wings
As sheer as a spring breeze
They make no sound
The creatures die as we grow
Logic takes over for fantasy
Fairies no longer have a place
Our lives have changed
Remember for one brief moment
Think back to when you were a child
Look at that flower growing in your
yard
Look carefully through the eyes of
innocence
A fairy will be there laughing and
dancing
Leaping between the petals
All you have to do is shed reality
And see another world
A world that you forgot
All you have to do is look
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