Neighborhood faerie gardens surround me,
in my new home life is peaceful and sweet,
birds sing in the tree close to my window,
Lunar bathes my room as I fall asleep.
Across the street two lovely gardens grow,
one is under a huge old faerie tree,
the next garden has lilacs and roses,
with lots of small flowers where it’s shady.
In my brother’s back yard are two gardens
full of roses and beautiful flowers,
where small birds build hidden nests deep within,
protected from hot sunshine or spring showers.
Faerie gardens along the street
attract many little souls that have wings,
birds, bees, butterflies, and maybe faeries,
who dance at night, in moonlit faerie rings.
Yes, even adults will use imagination
to escape from too much stress and hard times,
and remember childhood days of belief
in dragons, faeries, and magical chimes.
Yet, I still believe in those little souls,
who love nature and sing their joyful song,
it makes life brighter to know they exist,
not just beyond the veil, but, here all along.
© 2018 Phyllis Doyle Burns
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