Gingerbread Crumbs & Company

The sun was setting beyond the sea.
Casting shadows over my Faerie Ring.
I gazed out my window and all I could see
was a bed of roses clothed in red and pink...

then suddenly the flowers began to sing,
each little bud in my Faerie Ring.
So sweetly their anthem flowed from within
and ever so gently did it end.
For each one was raising her head to the sky
looking for Faeries as they fluttered by.
Singing and calling and wooing them home
for far afield the faeries will roam.

When the sun gently sets in the western sky
it's time for the faeries to awake and fly.
Over grasslands and yonder streams
while most of us sleep with our peaceful dreams.