Fairy tears seldom appear

Unless the moon is waning

For fairies, it is crystal-clear

And doesn’t need explaining

.

In the clutch of tiny hearts

Where beating is not heard

This is where they fall apart

So as not to seem absurd

.

Most fairies weep, in their sleep

Soft petals for their pillows

A secret that they try to keep

From folks and weeping willows

.

For fairies know that, in the glow

Of moonlight’s silver beams

That they must go – fly to and fro

To sweeten children’s dreams

.

If a child awoke and found

Their special fairy weeping

They might be, then, to sadness bound

Rejecting thoughts of sleeping

.

Fairies are most-always cheerful

For, that is just their way

Seldom is a fairy fearful

Or sad or on display

.

They are born of light and love

To rise above the clatter

They flutter near, just above

To help with what’s the matter

.

On rare days, when fairies can’t

Hide their tears from you

They let them fall, in the dark

Then reappear as dew

.

Thus, even in their saddest times

Good fairies strive to be

The source of joy and happy climes

For all the world to see

 

“ Fairy Tears “  .  05-10-16  .  t.r. cardinet ©

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