Tiny Dancers
The fairies come at evening light,
the little ones dance in the night.
The magic spells play in my mind;
with little ones of every kind.
The little ones are in my sight.
The fairies come at evening light.
They dance around and cause no harm,
they sing together arm in arm.
The evil ones are unaware,
they’ll never catch them in their snare.
The fairies come at evening light
and play their music so contrite.
If you believe then you will see,
that magic happens constantly.
To dance with them is pure delight,
the fairies come at evening light.
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and much love & light~ Desire~*~
