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THE LITTLE FAIRY
A dear little fairy lives in a garden.
The garden is full of beautiful flowers.
The fairy has lived there all summer.
Fairies always live among flowers.
Did you not know that?
This fairy is very beautiful.
Her thin wings are bright and shining.
All day she flies from flower to flower.
Is she telling them some sweet story?
What do you think she says?
This is what the fairy is saying.
Listen if you want to hear.
“The blue violet is sweet.
The lily is white and tall.
The daisy’s eye is bright.
But the rose is the fairest of all.”
Some nights this fairy creeps into the tall white lily.
There she clings through the night.
She holds on very fast.
She does not feel the cold wind.
Other nights she rests in a red rose.
She is buried out of sight.
There she waits for the morning.
She hears the voice of the wind.
The wind blows among the flowers.
It rocks the fairy’s flower cradle.
The stars shine down on her.
She drops asleep.
She sleeps all the long night.
What a wonderful fairy she is!
What name do we call her?
Can you tell me?
Yes, that is right.
It is fairy butterfly.
Sleep, little fairy, sleep and rest,
Of all the flowers, Rose loves you best.
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