Fantasy

Do you know where fairies live?

To see just one, I'd gladly give,

The moon and stars and galaxies,

That sail above the summer breeze.

Years ago, when I was small,

I climbed above a garden wall,

And there to my surprise and joy,

Stood a little winged boy.

He smiled at me and flew away,

Into the myth of yesterday,

Was he real or was he not?

Fairies aren't real, in school, we were taught!