June Fairies full of Sprite,
never ever full of fright.
Summer solstice very near,
spinning magic that’s sincere.
Heavy skies fade away,
when the fairies come and play.
Catch their view if you can,
fireflies flicker out their plan.
Beeelieeeve in fairy dust,
Plant some dreams–heartfelt trust.
© 2017 Michelle Kogan
It’s June, and I’m lost in my flowers who offer me momentary respite and calm from the world around us. In that light, here’s another Fairy poem, The Best Game the Fairies Play, by Rose Fyleman who I recently discovered via the Poetry Foundation. She wrote plays, poetry and stories for children, studied opera, and also was a teacher. You can read the rest of her poem and more about her at the Poetry Foundation
Poetry Friday is being hosted by Mary Lee Hahn and she’s offering up a game of Checkers. Stop by her blog, A Year of Reading, for the Poetry Friday Roundup.