Starlight and moonbeams and dew drops on flowers gleam
That beckon to the Fairy’s touch
Grasshoppers, crickets, they sing their songs
In the night to the one that they love
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A word portrait of pure magic. It lingers in the mind like a half-forgotten dream. Kind regards, Sandra