Sunday, June 20, 2010

Poem:Secret Garden.

Secret Place.

In the corner of a garden
there is a place
where no ordinary
mushrooms grows.

What! you would say
is so extraordinary about that.
wait and see,
if you look closely
there is someone
you would not believe
reside there.

You see these mushrooms
are the home
of Fairies.
Fairies you'll say
well yes.

Look very closely,
one is strectching
as she is just waking,
the other is flying around
shaking herself.

getting ready
once again
for the night
to come,

And frollicking
under the silvery moon
with the stars
at their most brillant,
shining all the colors imaginable,

Illumating the Fairies
flying up and down
around the garden,
in their dance with Elves,
their laughts clear as
crystal bells.


  1. Dear Mom,
    Such lovely poetry! It is a fun fine fantasy world that you create. It makes us want to believe in fairies !I love it!
    Love Theresa

  2. Mum... this is an adorable poem... I can see it all in my head and it seems so magical... lovely! Hugs.