A total of five
came to see
how fairyland
was going to be
bought a house
living there
loves it eager
to share
mistletoe surrounds
the bunch
does this give
you a little hunch
they are my neighbors
I'm happy to say
I enjoy them every
day
Papa left the clan
was lost
they have paid an
awful cost
Papa may you rest in
peace
until we each find
our release.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem with dream like - after all a fantasy land is not less than dream land thank you