In soft green velvet meadows
quiet lush and serene
pattern a beautiful carpet
near a peaceful water
stream.
There will be little houses
standing in a row
around the houses planted
lots of mistletoe.
Heather's lite the passion
between their world and
mine
planting lots of fruit trees
so our fairy friends can dine.
Roses, pansies and tulips
have lovely heads
fairies use the Tulips for the
baby beds.
Bees butterflies and birds
flying everywhere
the sweet smell of Roses
perfume fills the air.
If I were a fairy in that fairy
land
I'd live in green lush meadows
there I'd find my fairy man.
There be romance in this fairie land for love comes petal soft and fragrances on subtle breezes lingers by hut and croft, where a fairie man can a fairy lady meet and court a fine romance by wood and mossy stream and bough Where n'er sweeter hearts did meet Until as one they entangle wows And loves bud swells replete.
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Thanks for and uplifting trip through your fantasy, fairy land. YOU painted it beautifully