OF CHILDHOOD & FAIRIES

This poem takes me back to playing in the garden, when I was young, always looking for fairy signs & four leaf clovers, and perhaps a movement amongst the flower stems that could  certainly be a flower fairy which I was always reading about.
Going to bed & reading my fairy books under the covers, and being transported to another world, that I really wanted to see for myself.
To wear the beautiful delicate clothes of the tiny folk, a starlight crown sparkling on my head & tiny shoes made from  flowery things.....................