My Little Fairy
I traveled up to heaven, one night while in my dreams
to capture me a fairy, using a net with golden seams
I entered in the gate to see the flower garden of love
the colors flashed like only flowers can do that are grown above
I tiptoed through the gardens to find the most wonderful of scenes
there atop a tulip slept my fairy amid the plushest greens
Her shimmery lavender wings did sparkle in the sun
The net closed in like a blanket on my newfound little one
Several months went by and I could feel the fluttering of wings
deep inside myself - movements that a growing fairy brings
More time passed as my fairy continued to grow and grow
Then one night it was time to meet the one I'd come to know
The tiny bundle was placed in my arms and sure enough it did seem
this was the very same fairy from my garden-seeking dream
With tiny petal lips and the skin of a thorn-less rose
Her deep eyes and reaching lashes slowly began to close
Her stem-like arms and legs curled up tight like a little ball
Her perfect sleeping face made me think of a porcelain doll
I thought I'd caught a fairy, but in reality
the beautiful little fairy really captured me
I traveled up to heaven, one night while in my dreams
to capture me a fairy, using a net with golden seams
I entered in the gate to see the flower garden of love
the colors flashed like only flowers can do that are grown above
I tiptoed through the gardens to find the most wonderful of scenes
there atop a tulip slept my fairy amid the plushest greens
Her shimmery lavender wings did sparkle in the sun
The net closed in like a blanket on my newfound little one
Several months went by and I could feel the fluttering of wings
deep inside myself - movements that a growing fairy brings
More time passed as my fairy continued to grow and grow
Then one night it was time to meet the one I'd come to know
The tiny bundle was placed in my arms and sure enough it did seem
this was the very same fairy from my garden-seeking dream
With tiny petal lips and the skin of a thorn-less rose
Her deep eyes and reaching lashes slowly began to close
Her stem-like arms and legs curled up tight like a little ball
Her perfect sleeping face made me think of a porcelain doll
I thought I'd caught a fairy, but in reality
the beautiful little fairy really captured me

