Fairies
The fairy moves around the fairy ring,
While other fairies dance and sing.
The music has a beautiful tune,
And it reaches up to touch the moon.
One fairy stands all alone,
A prettier fairy no one has known.
There is gold upon this fairies wing,
Oh what a magical thing.
Glistening so very bright,
As she dances under the moonlight.
With animals she has a bond,
And of her they are very fond.
She calls out and they come with glee,
Because near her they want to be.
She reaches out to touch the horn,
Of the magical white unicorn.
He came because he loves her so,
And where she is he will always go.
Myth and legend they both may be,
But it is still a beautiful sight to see.
©Lady Moondream
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