Blooming, like a beauty of a rose, in dusk's display.
I watch, as these beings gathered in a tiny soiree.
A princess smiled, at me, with a serene face,
as they met, in this wonderland of pure grace.
together, their essence, rises to embrace new growth
they give birth to a new season, and take their oath.
Behold! The fairies magic, of this spring night.
Weaving life, within the beams, of the moon light.
Dressed in petals, full of love and golden sun,
they breathe love into dreams, one by one.
Beneath the stars, beyond the midnight hour,
a fairy rests peacefully, in the lap, of a flower,
to awake, with a greeting for the rising dawn,
as the sunshine, shall bring forth, daily brawn.
Playing music, softly, swaying in the breeze,
keepers of the song, of the flowers and trees.
As the sun ends his daily tour, of creation,
the moon shines, upon the fairies congregation.
Blooming, like a beauty of a rose, in dusk's display,
Springtime's beauty, as they gather in a tiny soiree,
casting love upon nature, with magical wings in flight.
Dreams and wishes, in a beam of the moon light.
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s and best wishes always... ~Genie~
BRILLIANT *rose
