Fairyland is more alive
today than ever.
Upon returning the
little houses are warming
in the sun.
My friends are overjoyed
to see us. we are so
glad to be home again.
Oh, to be home again, my
eyes are misty, my heart
full.
The walls once again echo
hugs and kisses. Mistletoe
whispers notes of love.
The lilies of the valley
stand in full bloom.
Our small village is growing
rapidly. The great story-
teller lives in our midst
now. A tall, dark stranger
quite handsome stopped by
inquiring about our rules.
Interested in purchasing the
cottage next door to mine. I
am thrilled to have him as my
neighbor.
He will be a lovely addition
to our community.
Tonight we will celebrate the
new arrivals. Our fairy dance
will begin at dusk, and last
all evening. My fairy man will
meet me there.
A great fantasy poem with a feeling of togetherness, a really nice feeling to it.
love the enjambment style of writing. love the way the story flows. thanks for sharing.
What fun it would be to greet the new arrivals with singing and dancing all evening! ! I visualize that scene! Lovely descriptions! !
Very pleasing to read, imagining a village home, that vicinity, welcoming a new next door neighbor....... very nice
I loved this, it sensing lot of sensitivity of my nostalgia and feelings! _Soul
A great sense of community and acceptance and optimism in this fine piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great fantasy poem with much hope! Well done, Heather!