John Bliven Morin

Rookie (September 16th,1936 / New London, CT)

The Searchers (Part 2 Of 2) - Poem by John Bliven Morin

The sunlight came and brought a breeze,
the songs of birds came from the trees;
the children's stretching, yawning, sighs
accompanied the opening of their eyes.

They wiped them then in disbelief,
for there in every bowl and leaf,
honey, fruits, dewdrops and berries;
who could have left them but the fairies?

Sweet music came from somewhere near,
gone was their hunger, fatigue and fear;
they heard the hidden voices sing
and saw they'd slept in a fairy ring.

With the dawn, they knew the way,
homeward, happily they play;
relief for a worried Mum and Dad
who'd looked in vain for their lass and lad.

That night, tucked lovingly in her bed,
Mary, to her brother said,
'But Bobby, we never saw a fairy! '
'Hush, my little sister Mary,

'You saw their hilltop fairy ring,
you heard their many voices sing;
you ate and drank their kindness, wee one,
and now complain you didn't see one? '

'I'm sorry, Bobby, ' Mary pled,
I'll never doubt again, ' she said,
'we may grow old each passing year;
I'll always know that they are here! '


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Copyright (C) 2012 by John Bliven Morin

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013


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