Buttercups in the sunshine look
Like little cups of gold.
Perhaps the fairies come to drink
The raindrops that they hold.
The daisies with their golden hearts
Fringed all about with white,
Are little plates for fairy folk
To sup from every night.
Soft moss a downy pillow makes,
And green leaves spread a tent,
Where fairy folk may rest and sleep
Until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby,
The firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright;
Sleep fairies, all, good night.
It took me ages to try and find out who wrote this poem, but I did, only as a quote which I have copied below.
Thankyou Elizabeth T Dillingham
And thank you to The Quote Garden, who I'm sure you will all go over to see their beautiful site. Gosh it will be another seven years till I make it to their marvellous time on the web. Thankyou. Seligor.
Welcome to The Quote Garden!
celebrating 11 years online 1998-2009
Soft moss a downy pillow makes, and green leaves spread a tent,
Where Faerie fold may rest and sleep until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright, Sleep, Faeries all, Good Night.
~Elizabeth T. Dillingham, "A Faery Song"
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