- Fairy Kingdom
She wakes to chiffon skies of pink,
arranging her attire of gold,
then lets her lacy wings unfold
as morning shadows gently sink.
The circlet on her head is worn
amid the shiny waves and curls;
it signifies to fairy girls,
her status is of one well-born.
Her armoire is filled with gowns
and bodices of pearls and gems,
with tinkling baubles at all hems
that ring throughout the kingdom’s towns.
Her smile is radiant and dear,
of joyous glimmer, blended calm,
a magic touch of soothing balm;
it lifts each heart that presses near.
From northern skies her love is due,
and flying in upon a cloud
of fairy dust, his head held proud,
he sweeps across the land anew.
He swiftly clears the window’s ledge
with customary dignity,
whereby her little handmaids flee,
as he recounts the Fairy pledge:
To light the moon and twinkling stars,
and keep her Kingdom free from harm
by spreading mounds of fairy charm
o’er dale and mountain, near or far.
Then, joyfully, both hand in hand,
and wing to wing, they turn the sky
into a magic hue, and fly
back to her home in Fairyland.