A Sprite's Delight Poem by Helen Crutchett

Take wing with me... soar o'er trees
To faerie realm's distant dreams
Mirror moonbeams flirted
Dainty butterflies skirted
‘neath a sprinkling of stars
Dipping toes in rock spas
Cavorting in unfettered delight
Mysteries of a faerie night
Where elves and bats wing
Their midnight flight
Soon moon casts its hypnotic spell
We see the faerie Tinker bell
We visited often with these wee faerie folk
listening to the tales they spoke
As innocent children we thought this be true
Ours for the asking whenever we're blue ~