Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Magic

It's raining again, and here they come...


A tic-tic-tic, three rain fairies I see...
A-ramble ‘cross the garden
A-laughing-dancing on the stones
I see them ‘midst yellow narcissus and happy daffodils...



Can you see them too? O'er there! Behind the bare grape vine...

They’re funny, they’re small, they’re green with butterfly wings....
The rain blurs my vision... now I see them now I don’t...

They hide, they play, they leap and dance...
See how they dip and dive? Is a dream is a game!
I don’t know what’s in the rain –magic?— for every time that rains I shout and sing
and fairies come out to play...
They'll give you a golden ring and clasp around your neck a bell...
Is magic this I know!
There’s magic when it rains!
Do you love rain?