Page:Roses in Rain, by Lilian Wooster Greaves, 1910.pdf/43

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FAIRIES.

You have heard of the fairies whose won­
derful wands
Can turn into gold the dead leaves in our
hands;
Can change into castles the clay cottage
homes,
And for thatched roofs and chimneys give
turrets and domes.
There are fairies who into our secret souls
creep,
And open the doors where our silent hopes
sleep ;
There are fairies who promise, and fairies
who tease ;
There are fairies who threaten, and fairies
who please;
There are fairies of midnight and fairies of
noon,
But the fairiest fairy I know is the Moon.

We believe when she tells us that life
should be glad,
That the world is not weary, the sea is not
sad.
With a halo of beauty the mountain she
crowns;