Rainbows In The Sky

RAINBOWS IN THE SKY 

Rainbows in the sky, 

Are tricks mainly of the eye, 

For tiny sprites are climbing stairs 

Into fluffy clouds hanging there,

Beyond the marshmallow swirls 

Up those glassy stairs that curl,

Up and up they rise 

To the fairy castle in the skies 

Sprites of red, orange, green and blue 

Yellow, violet and an indigo hue

Gather every time it rains

But only when the sun shines, 

To gossip, party and have a grand time,

So if a rainbow suddenly appears 

Bow to the wonder and give a cheer 

Blow up a gentle kiss 

Who Knows a sprite my grant you your dearest wish !

 

The Fairy Ring

The Fairy Ring 
(There is music below)

When you stir in bed and take a yawn 

As the moonlight fades and in comes the dawn 

Sleepily do you hear a magical ting

Its not your imagination 

It's the queen of the fairies calling all to the fairy ring, 

Delicately and with flair they prance 

To meet and speak of the annual fairy dance 

They chat excitedly with such glee 

Along with the butterflies, swans and bees 

They talk of fairy dresses shining like silk, 

Made from rose petals and flowers of the same ilk 

The swans preening at their snow white feathers become flustered

For as fairy carriages they obey the queens rules,

And pass muster,

The butterflies will attend for décor,

The buzzing bees supply the music and perhaps an encore. 

So with all the arrangements made

The fairies leave their wooded glade 

With dreams of fairy castles in the sky 

When they will dance merrily and excitedly fly,

The swans will fly them through the clouds 

And those busy bees will play real loud,

So if you see a fairy ring 

Remember how much joy it brings, 

Never to touch those rings is a must,

For all the party plans are written in fairy dust! 

A Fairy Is Born

A Fairy Is Born 

Blow the bubbles, 

And look carefully 

Can you see 

The delicate wing of a little fairy ?

For every time a bubble is created 

The mummy fairies giggle,all excited 

Cos they have waited and waited, 

For the magical soapy bubbles to be sighted !

Look at the bubbles can't you see 

The birthing of a tiny fairy 

      The rainbow colours dancing in the light 

Are the tiny wings of a little sprite!

So blowing bubbles isn't just for fun 

It's the start of a fairies life 

 That's only just begun 

So blow your bubbles and you will see 

The tiny delicate wings, 

Of a brand new fairy! 

 To The Fairy Castle