The fairy circles on the ceiling.
Flying and as they chant and sing.
They fill me with warmth and with love.
These little fairy's circling above.
They pull me out of my chair
and they caress me and pull my hair.
They kiss my nose
and tickle my toes
and wash away my deepest woes.
These little fairy's without any clothes.
They tell me secrets and of inner desire.
They are cool to the touch, yet glow of fire.
They steal my change from my pocket
and they all want and covet my locket.
They tickle the backs of my knees
and these friends are free as the breeze.
They fly around all day just giggles and fun.
They fly around in the morning chasing the sun.
They speak to me of many moons gone by
and they all tell me even fairy's get high.
Fairies aren't just a tale to e told
from one generation of young from the old.
It's a lifestyle, a reward for doing good
and everyone would be a fairy if they could.
So be good little girls and boys
for if your a fairy you don't need toys.
You have your wings and your feet
and your invisible to all you meet.
You can be seen if you really choose
but it's then typically fairies tend to lose.
You might lose your dignity, or even your wings.
So beware of all the human's things.
Sometimes you might meet a child or a child meets you
and you find that you and the child are friends too.
One day that child will grow up to forget the past
and you'll find that your friendship won't really last.
See, Humans only believe when they are young and new
since they don't have to rationalize with but a few.
They can play the day away with you
but no one will believe that Fairy's are true.
So be happy in your solace of being just a tale
since the humans hunt everything, Even the mighty whale.

06/20/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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