Have you ever seen a fairy? If you want to, you must wait till it's dark and the moon is shining its white light on your garden.
Tread lightly not to frighten them and you’ll see them sitting on the lower branches of a tree.
A fairy is as small as a peach and as delicate as china. Her wings flutter constantly. It’s like music. Like the music of a feather on piano keys.
Go nearer if she lets you and look at those wings. They are transparent and resemble sheets of ice.
Fairies use leaves and petals as clothes. They know how to weave them into magnificent robes to hide their tiny limbs.
Most beautiful of all is a fairy’s face. It resembles a tiny jewel. Her small eyes speak to you and the rosy lips are like the promise of a kiss.
I know you think I’m daydreaming. You think this is just make-believe. You think they are the musings of a madwoman.