The Fairy Of My Dreams
21 September, 2005
Author: Newage Caveman
As bright as the morning sun
As heavenly as the morning mist
Flies alone this wonderful fairy
She is smaller than the size of my fist
I close my eyes to see her dazzling visage
As she sings this wonderful song
Voices in dark shout with all their courage
This is where we all belong.
I sing the hymns of happiness
She sings with me too.
I cry to discover thyself
She paints the rainbow blue.
Oh you wonderful fairy
I would love to marry you
If only I were the size of a ginger
It would be you and me, the only two
She sprinkles her tears on the sun
And smiles like the lovely moon
She walks like an embellished angel
Oh, wouldn’t she grant me a boon?
I call her the tiny angel
The angel of my very dreams
I wake up to discover my slumber
My lady love flies away as it seems…
As bright as the morning sun
As heavenly as the morning mist
Flies alone this wonderful fairy
She is smaller than the size of my fist
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| KitKatrina (68.189.34.19) -- Thursday, September 22 2005, 01:56 am I really liked this poem, so delightful to read. Good job, that was cute |
| Jennifer Klamm (68.127.94.237) -- Sunday, September 25 2005, 08:49 am I love that one it seems really true and I can picture what you are saying |
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