“Soft moss a downy pillow makes,
and green leaves spread a tent,
Where Faerie fold may rest and
sleep until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright,
Sleep, Faeries all, Good Night.”
~ Elizabeth T. Dillingham, A Faery Song
Up the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren’t go a-hunting
For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk,
Trooping all together,
Green jacket, red cap,
And white owl’s feather!
~ William Allingham, The Fairies.
Thoughts like the lovely quote are always in my head as I work…
And as the seasons come and go,
here’s something you might like to know.
There are fairies everywhere:
under bushes, in the air,
playing games just like you play,
singing through their busy day.
So listen, touch, and look around –
in the air and on the ground.
And if you watch all nature’s things,
you might just see a fairy’s wing.
~ Author Unknown