Is It Dewdrops

Is it dew drops or the footprints
Fairy children leave at play?
There is magic as the sunshine
Smiles its welcome to the day.

Were those tiny fairy voices
That gave birds their harmony
As their sweet song met me waking?
It sure seems that way to me.

Is the tapping of a woodpecker
Really tiny dancing feet?
Surely, only fairy magic
Could make the morning quite this sweet.

I walk out into my garden.
Surely flowers that I see
Sway from tiny, hidden fairies
'Neath their colored canopy.

© 2002 Pam H. Murray


June 14, 2002