A Sprite's Delight Poem by Helen Crutchett

Take wing with me, soar o'er trees
To faerie realm's distant dreams
Mirror moonbeams flirted,
Dainty butterflies skirted
‘neath a sprinkling of silver stars.

Dipping toes in rock pools
Cavorting in unfettered delight we
Learn the mysteries of a faerie night
Where elves and sprites wing
Their midnight flight.
Soon Selene casts her hypnotic spell
We see the faerie Tinker Bell.

We visited often with these wee faerie folk
Listening to the tales they spoke,
As innocent children we thought this be true
Now ours for the asking whenever we're blue.

(c) Helen Crutchett