The Magical Wood

The fairy lies down on her mossy green bed
A soft feather pillow ‘neath her sleepy head
A garland of flowers to keep her from harm
And a blanket of leaves to keep her so warm

Her cave in the forest is hewn out of a tree
And there lives the fairy as safe as can be
With cobwebs for curtains that she can peep through
And more soft green moss right there under her shoe

Her cups are from acorns she gathered one dawn
And she drinks fairy dewdrops almost every morn
She sits on a toadstool and brushes her hair
Then looks all around to find something to wear

There in the corner almost hidden from sight
Is a beautiful gown spiders spun in the night
And some soft cowslip slippers left there by the mice
When she puts all these on she feels special and nice

She dances in the sunlight with the breeze in her hair
She is such a happy fairy she hasn’t a care
Her friends in the forest all come round for tea
And they eat fairy cakes everyday after three

The birds know exactly when three o’clock comes
And they sit close at hand and feast on the crumbs
Everyone is so happy and everyone is so good
In this magical place in the magical wood

©Marian Barker