
As the Spring arrives
the whispers can be heard,
there beneath the daffodils
the scent of fairy words.
They chatter to the primrose,
and laugh below the leaves
of blooming springtime yellows
and yawning waking trees.
Their fine silk wings are twitching,
their eyes are full of mirth
these little imps of mischief
that dance upon the earth.

They kiss the shy young petals
and tend to growing stems,
while helping out the robins
the closest of their friends.
They help him find the feathers
he weaves into his nest
and then they till the soil
to bring it to its best.
They run through farmers fields
spread magic as they go,
a potent fairy energy
which helps the crops to grow.
They work upon the land
united in their goal
to care for mother nature;
loyal servants to her soul.
So as you see the flowers
take notice as you pass
for you may spot a fairy
jumping through the grass.
And if you are so lucky
give some thanks to them
and you will come to make
a very special friend.
For fairies love a human
who takes the time to see
the beauty of the earth
and the work of the fairy.
So open wide your heart
and welcome in the spring
the spring that’s carried forth
on tiny little wings.