Imaginings

to dance with dewdrops during moonlit hours.

Elves and fairies will play with all who come to see them hither,

to show them lost childhood dreams and remember how to flitter.

But spirits come in all forms as many of you can see,

for spirits are not just fairies as many would believe.

To many spirits are children, at play among woodland trees,

their laughter the tinkling of silver bells dancing upon the breeze.

Their imagination lends a brief relief to our frantic lives,

to show us fairies still exist among our modern strife.

So please remember children are us in a future time,

but what, to give, to be a child and remember how to rhythm.

To play among the meadow flowers and race through woodland trees,

and once again to have the whimsy that fairies are to be.

By THL Callie O'Reilly

ã 1997 Sharon G Hawkins