There's a fairy sitting by the pool making fairy wings. from gossamer
and spider webs and silk worm's silk and things.
In summer-time they have a ball; the elves and gnomes come one and all.
The music's played in trumpet flowers; the ball goes on for hours and hours. As dawn begins to break and people start to rise,
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That's a beautiful poem! ! ! ! ! I just read it to my girls, and I'm putting it in my favorites! Hugs, Dee