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Where the Willows Grow


“When the west winds blow
where the willows grow,
they bring sleepy time dreams.
Bring sleepy time dreams
to little fairies.

Little fairies rest
their weary heads,
snuggle in
their little fairy beds,
when the west winds blow,
where the willows grow.

A sweet, sweet song,
lingers amidst
the willow leaves,
like a mandolin
strummed by a soft,
soft summer breeze,
when the west winds blow,
where the willows grow.

And mommy fairies
sing songs of happy things,
of butterflies
flying on silver wings,
of chocolate ice cream,
of little baby kittens
playing with balls of string,
when the west winds blow
where the willows grow.

And daddy fairies
kiss little heads,
rock their babies
in their beds,
when the west winds blow
where the willows grow.

When the west winds blow
where the willows grow,
fireflies with their little lights
twinkle like the stars so bright
in the velvet softness of the night
and the moon smiles
with a soft silvery glow
when the west winds blow
where the willows grow.

So come and listen
to the sweet, sweet song
of the summer breeze,
that is whispered
among the trees,
when the west winds blow
where the willows grow.

Little fairies nod their heads,
snuggle in their little beds.
Rocked to sleep by a gentle breeze,
that plays among
the green, green leaves,
of the slender willow trees,
when the west winds blow,
where the willows grow.

From my children’s book, “Fairy Time Ball,” now on Amazon. Please help spread the word by sharing this post. Thank you.

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