Fairies Dream

Trees sleep.
Flowers closed.
Flies die.
Streams seem
Still.
Fairies lay
deep in the brush.
Hiding from
The violent rush.
Leaves fall
From reaching branches
That creek
With tired age.
Fairies lay deep
in the moist
Of soft earth
And dream.
They dream
of spring
That seems
to be
Gone
for eternity.
They dream
of laughter
And fairy dances
At night
Under the smiling moon.
They dream of nests
Where birds sing
Before they take flight
Into a blue sky.
Fairies dream deep, deep,
Under the sea,
In coral palaces.
They sleep with pearls
And stir
In their slumber
Faires sleep deep, deep,
In feathery
Downy clouds.
Sometimes they cry
In their dreams
Because they miss
The fun they had.
Then the sky darkens and fills
With their sparkling tears.
Fairies sleep
And weep
And dream
And seem
To be
Nonexistent.
But one day
maybe
when things are quieter
they may wake up
come out
and dance once more
under the sun