This is a poem from fairy time ball, now available on Amazon. Just click on the link. If you like the poem, or your children like it, you and they may also enjoy the story.
“Fairies have come from butter ball trees,
from mountains of ice-cream and snow.
They’ve come from fields of straw-berry jam,
and from lands where stars always glow.
The fairy folk frolic by firefly light.
It’s Princess Shaylee’s birthday today.
They will dance beneath the moon,
and in the star light,
until the night passes away.
She’s turning nine on this happy day.
Nine hundred, if you really must know.
Her gown is thistledown silk,
as soft as a butterfly’s wings.
It’s covered in tiny pink diamonds
and other sparkly bright things.
There’s a tiara on her head,
fairy dust in her hair.
Small golden slippers
on her feet does she wear.
The musician is a harpist,
with a beard down to his knees.
He will play what you wish.
All you do is say please.
A loud achoo bursts out,
every time he eats cheese.
There’s plenty to feast on
and honey water to drink.
No one gets drunk,
if that’s what you think.
“We’ll dance through the dark
until the dawn is new born.
Then we’ll go back to our lands
in the early light of the morn.
We won’t gather again
until the leaves start to fall.
Please say you will come
to the next fairy time ball.”