by Bernard Shaw » Tue Mar 28, 2006 2:07 pm
Fairy Dust.
Bernard Shaw
When I was five the Fairies spirited me away,
I lived among them for a year and a day.
They blew fairy dust in the grownups eyes
That I was gone missing none did realise.
I was dressed in green and russet brown,
Difficult to see for people from the town.
I played with the Fairy children every day,
I listened carefully to what they had to say.
The Fairy children were clothed in silk,
One of my chores was the cows to milk.
I planted elder and bluebells all around,
Also many a pretty flower in the Fairy ground.
Glow-worms were in my daily care,
Their light I did with the Fairies share.
Fairy dust I learned to make,
The blue bells how to shake.
I met Pixies, Elves and Gnomes galore,
One little secret they all do snore.
Once I found a Fairies magic wand,
With its help I managed to abscond,
Yes I was with the Fairies a year and a day,
With the help of the wand I ran away.
Back home to my childhood home,
never again with the Fairies to roam.
None of the adults did me miss,
Not even my Mother who gave me a kiss,
Parents watch over your children aged five,
The Fairies need the children to survive.
