Faerie Child Poem by Helen Crutchett

The old woman looked in the mirror
Searching for the girl she used to be
Then one day through swirling mist,
A child smiled back at her.

A faerie child with cherry lips
Pink blossom cheeks,
Eyes as bright as the Southern Star
Fresh flowers in her hair.

Then with a voice like tinkling chimes said.
'It's time to take you home my dear
Where hearts are free and spirit's soar
And worries are no more.

We'll sip raindrops from lily leaves
Share nectar with the honeybees
Among yellow skirted daffodils,
Hide from dotted ladybirds.'

The faerie hovered for a minute
Her task not quite complete,
Then on rainbow-coloured wings
Flew to a waiting faerie glen.

At dawn's first gentle light
They found the old woman in her bed,
But didn't see the faerie dust
Sprinkled in her hair.