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The forest floor is where they hide
In their splendid little world.
Tucked away discreetly
Where lays water, leaves and wood.

Capricious little creatures
With wings that sparkle so.
The gift of magic powers
Perhaps your friend or foe.

Invisible to many eyes
Yet mischievous in being.
These quirky tiny persons
Use spells that are not for seeing.

Their activities are but fanciful
And boundaries keep us away.
They choose for us to see them
They choose for us to stay.

We’re looked at as amusement
As they play their little jokes.
You’ll think you’re going crazy
That maybe it’s a hoax.

Mythical they seem to be
Something not so true.
But if they choose to visit
More the fool you.

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