DRIFTING

Drifting through the sunbeams bright,

Singing songs of fancy,
Yarn and beeswax to delight,

Gifts from trees aplenty.

Watercolours…yellow, blue, red…

Drifting through the sunbeams bright,

In joy and delight.

 

Wearing silks of pink and blue and gold,
And pink, and blue, and gold,
Spinning, dancing, twirling, whirling,
Turning to the songs on your lips.
Stories told with dolls of felted wool under stars hung with golden twine,

Raven, witch, and woodland fairy in her gowns of violet,
Your eyes soft with magic, joy, delight.

 

Those stars once hung with golden twine,

Twinkle now with magic,

Woodland fairy take a bow,
Rest ’til sunbeams shine again once more.