The Rose Fairy

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I wrote this when I was a little girl, and found it in a folder. I thought I would share it with you! I do love fairies!

The Rose Fairy
The soft morn’ dew settled on the grass,
Amid delighted laughs.
The sun rose in the sky above,
As the fairies had their bath.

Her face was  little as a sliver of zest,
Her rose-red hair did flow.
Her lips scarlet as a robin’s chest.
The petals in her little hand would fell wherever she’d go.

I stumbled across her clear one day,
Whilst strolling through your garden.
She squeaked with fright when she saw me,
I said, “I beg your pardon.”

She giggled, “My name’s Mary-Bell, but you can call me Mary.
This is my home, roses I own, for I am their own rose fairy.”

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13 thoughts on “The Rose Fairy

  1. Quite a Poet You are, Raphaela, besides being an Artist! AND to have encountered Fairies, and had conversations with them! I envy You, (at least a little!) Love and Regards. 🙂

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