baby fairies

 

The Baby Fairies*

 

Four tiny babes, snug as can be

Nestled in the moss at the foot of our tree

In acorn caps and wooly buntings

Fast asleep while Papa’s gone hunting

Mama stays close by, gathering seeds

And all that a fairy mother needs

To delight her babies when they awake

With a supper of thimbleberry fairy cake.

*An original poem by Ivo and me. Inspired by (mostly) real events.

 

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Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.

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Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.

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Never ascribe to malice, that which can be explained by incompetence.

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