All the day long
The fairy sings
Her song,
And in the night
Her tune is pure
Delight.
When she feels glum
And music just
Won't come,
She gives a sigh
As the long hours
Roll by.
Let's raise the tune
And she will join
Us soon;
To fill her heart
She only needs
A start.
Her voice will lift
And out will come
Her gift:
The melody
That fills our hearts
With glee.
©2010 Randi Kuhne, My Fairy Poems. All rights reserved. No other use without permission.
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