Then landed on the ground,
Her gown a mess, she lost her shoe,
She sits without a sound.
The sun was winking at the site
As it hid behind the mountain top.
The evening star was shining bright,
While moonbeam tickled her toes ticklish spot.
Be careful not to let her trick you
When she sits so quietly,
For when she finally finds her shoe,
She'll dance and sing delightfully.
Her wings will flutter as she fly's
Above the honeysuckle,
Then little Aubrey sings a lullaby
For little baby Tuckle.
This is one of the first paintings of a fairy I've done. However, I will be doing some of faeries that I see in rocks, trees, and even my walls from my vivid imagination. Do I believe in faeries? I most certainly do, why they are everywhere just waiting to communicate with you, dance with you, and show you all that they do in nature. There's a breeze stirring in my back yard so I must go for now. So quietly I shall tiptoe out, and I shall surely be back with another painting to share.
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