The Fairy-Princess Of The Night (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

In a place far away on the other side of the moon
there is a road that runs beyond the horizon
where the bullfrogs croak and the crickets sing
and the fairy-princess stand with a basket full of stars
where she does throw them out on the cloak of the night
and when one falls out of her hand she wants to laugh
when till there in the distance it does jump
and so she walks on up to the twilight of the day
to reach her palace
and then lingers at every dew-drop at each flower,
do sometimes dance on one
and is always astounded by the beauty of the daybreak
but when the sun hangs high she is tired,
when the sky makes its cobalt-blue colour.

© Gert Strydom