The fairies work for many hours

In grassy fields, amongst sweet flowers.

    They fly across the pastures green

    And strive to serve their Fairy Queen.


They bring the sun to shady nooks,

 Put babble into stony brooks

    And give new life to woods and ponds

    With magic spilling from their wands.


They paint each rose’s lovely face

And drop dew pearls on cobweb lace.

    They surf upon the summer breeze

    And smile down from above the trees.


Throughout the seasons of the year

They bring their laughter and their cheer.

    Though seldom heard and rarely seen

    They serve with love their Fairy Queen.


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I was so pleased when this poem was chosen, with many many others, for publishing in 2010 because it is one of my own poems which I truly love, but now the books are no longer published, it means that lots of children who wouldn't have seen it in my book "The Anthology" but here they can.  I hope your children love this poems too.  Josie