Rose Fyleman

(1877_1957 / Nottingham)

I Stood Against The Window - Poem by Rose Fyleman

I STOOD against the window

And looked between the bars,
And there were strings of fairies

Hanging from the stars;
Everywhere and everywhere

In shining, swinging chains;
The air was full of shimmering,

Like sunlight when it rains.

They kept on swinging, swinging,

They flung themselves so high
They caught upon the pointed moon

And hung across the sky.
And when I woke next morning,

There still were crowds and crowds
In beautiful bright bunches

All sleeping on the clouds.

Topic(s) of this poem: fairy


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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 2, 2015



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