First breath of spring,
were fairies born.

On wings of Doves,
their feather down.
twas bed for fairy babe.

Stardust kisses the setting sun,
only every thousand years,
then born upon a rainbow,
thus turned to fairy dust.
Tis magic Dust that ever brings,
fey fairies born upon the breath
of springs first gentle breeze.

As fairy dust descended,
fell some upon the wings
of first emerging butterfly.
Magic gossamer wings were formed,
for fairy flight on mystic winds.

As spring is born, deep in the earth
she brings forth daffodils.
the first to open and to see,
the fullest moon of spring,
has her silken petals washed
in golden moonbeams glow,
then woven into silken hair
that crowns the fairies head.

Look deep into a raindrops pool,
as sunrise crowns the morn,
tis there to see a fairies eyes,
aglow and deep with dewdrops made.

So thus believe in Fairies song,
formed from the whisper
of scented breeze and rain
that falls on midnight hour
of springsongs melody.

Tis all so true...
    make a wish.....
        and just beleive!