Friday Fairies

When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laughter broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies - Peter Pan

 

J M Barrie

Peter Pan

 

 

 

And the Fairies Ran Away With Our Clothes

Charles Sims

 

Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard

We, the Fairies, blithe and antic,

Of dimensions not gigantic,

Though the moonshine mostly keep us,

Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.

Stolen sweets are always sweeter,

Stolen kisses much completer,

Stolen looks are nice in chapels,

Stolen, stolen, be your apples.

When to bed the world are bobbing,

Then's the time for orchard-robbing;

Yet the fruit were scarce worth peeling,

Were it not for stealing, stealing.

 

Leigh Hunt

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