| Oh! Thrilling chill of winter wind That says fall now comes to an end Where are your faeries, blithe and bold Who laugh out loud at winters cold Where are they hiding - do you know? Are they buried under the snow? Oh no, not buried, these sprites Who welcome frigid winter nights! They tend to winter's garden folly ... Pointsettia, primrose and bright red holly They travel on snowflakes From heaven to earth And welcome winter's white rebirth! |
| Ruby red on forest green. Lush amidst snow's winter white, Holly Faery may be seen Feeding birds in winters blight No bigger than his berry He is difficut to see But He's always making merry And his joy can set you free |
| The sweet smell in the evening of this lovely ruffled flower Brings happiness and healing If one seeks faery power She gathers her blossoms Into a rainbow like bouquet And carnation Faery offers them To those who pass her way |
| Oh, glamorous Ginger Faery, Exotic and sublime We would so much like to see you if you could spare the time But you seem so very busy As you set the latest trend With your passion flr faery fashion Will your business never end? |
| Bright amid dull winter gray When days are short and nights are long She ushers in the holiday Her sweet voice raised in a pixie song, Pointsetta Faery blooms a vast Array of rich red rose and pink She sets many other blooms aghast For she cares not what others think |
| Softer than the sweetest dove, As silent as the falling snow, Primrose Faery brings first love To those whom love does not yet know She's the picture of perfection One would certainly suppose Winter carries great affection For the lovely Faery, Primrose |
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My Winter Garden
| It must be said that there are some Betweitched by the Fairy of the Natal Plum A friend to all who happen by He's funny,friendly, fast and spry The darling of the indsect clan Is this charming fairy man He tehnds his blooms with a careful touch Brushing off cold snows and such, |