Fairies

Teeny voices,
whisper ear to ear,
it's just like in tales,
they are really there.

Translucent wings,
flutter at night,
not in the day,
it's waaay to bright.

Precious protectors,
watch you at dusk,
and giving,
sweet dreams,
thanks to their dust.

Mysterious and secret,
they are left to be,
all beautiful fairies,
left unseen.

--All Poems by Tia E
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