Night Dancers & more

Fairy Bread
Come up here, O dusty feet!
Here is fairy bread to eat.
Here in my retiring room,
Children, you may dine
On the golden smell of broom
And the shade of pine;
And when you have eaten well,
Fairy stories hear and tell.

A Child’s Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson

Night Dancers

Their quick feet pattered on the grass
As light as dewdrops fall.
I saw their shadows on the glass
And heard their voices call.

But when I went out hurrying
To join them, they were gone.
I only found a little ring
Of footprints on the lawn.

Thomas Kennedy, More Silver Pennies - 1938

I Keep Three Wishes Ready

I keep three wishes ready,
Lest I should chance to meet,
Any day a fairy
Coming down the street.

I’d hate to have to stammer,
Or have to think them out,
For it’s very hard to think things up
When a fairy is about.

And I’d hate to lose my wishes,
For fairies fly away,
And perhaps I’d never have a chance
On any other day.

So I keep three wishes ready,
Lest I should chance to meet,
Any day a fairy
Coming down the street.

Annette Wynne - More Silver Pennies - 1938

The Bluebell Fairies

When all is dark and quiet,
And nobody’s about,
‘Tis then the bluebell fairies
Come dancing softly out.

They first peep from the bluebells
To see that no one’s there —
At us they might be frightened;
They don’t mind Mr. Hare!

They tell him elfin stories
Of wonder and delight,
And creep, when morning wakens,
Back in the bluebells bright.

Mother Nature Stories- 1908.
Howard E. Altemus