Janice M Pickett

Rookie (Middlesex England)

The Fairy At The Bottom Of My Garden - Poem by Janice M Pickett

There's a fairy at the bottom of my garden
she flits in and out of my flowers
I can sit on the step here
and watch her
she stays there for hours and hours

Her wings and so golden and flimsy
Her little body a few inches in size
but her heart is her biggest attraction
and that isn't any surprise

For the fairy at the bottom of my garden
spends her day saving the bees
for they keep on taking the pollen
but dropping it each time they sneeze

I bet you didn't know that the buzzers
had allergies from pollen, sad hey?
the sound that you thought was just buzzing
are bee's that are sneezing away

Now this fairy works hard as she
gathers the droplets of sweet
pollen that fall
diving and swooping and gathering up
and rolling it into a ball

She sings an enchanting little melody
that sounds like a gentle wind chime
Oh how I would love to have a fairy
to pick up after me all the time

Comments about The Fairy At The Bottom Of My Garden by Janice M Pickett

  • Rookie Monica Engeler (10/19/2007 12:18:00 PM)

    This is so cute. Could be a children's fairy tale. Wish it were longer. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 19, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 17, 2011

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