When a fairy falters
When a fairy falls
When a fairy bows her head
Behind green bower walls

When a fairy weeps, then
You will know it’s bad
Emotions, fairies keep in
You seldom see them sad

When a wooded playhouse
Becomes a place to hide
It, then, becomes a pray house
Where fairies may abide

Out of circulation
Fed by tender care
Fueled by inspiration
She lays her sad heart bare

Like nectar from a flower
The trees and birds and love
Happy in her bower
She counts the stars above

Soon she will be mended
Heart and wings and all, then
As if she had pretended
As if she’d never fallen

“Fairy Fall” . 09-13-17 . t.r. cardinet ©

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