The day the fairies and pixies danced



Sprouted overnight under a full moon,
A magical wonder to see this morning,
Did fairies and pixies dance all night,
And paint the garden with mushrooms so big.

I looked out my window and see,
Mushrooms here, there, everywhere,
Of music I hear in my head,
Fading away as the sun rises.

Where did the music disappear to,
I couldn’t have imagine it, could I?
Mushrooms which weren’t there yesterday,
Full bloom, with magic dust sprinkled.

I’d like to think they danced and played,
Fairies and pixies on a moonlit night,
The only memory of their visit,
Mushrooms, left behind in my garden.

By C.E. Pereira


Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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