Colin F. Jones

FAIRIES

Colin F. Jones: Fairies I’d like to believe in fairies,
And perhaps I really do,
It helps to stop the drearies,
From always seeping through!

I don’t really know what I believe in,
I’m not sure what’s false or true,
But I think I believe in fairies,
As do other folk like you.

For fairies are so pleasant,
So delicate and so sweet,
Thinking about them makes me happy,
And I once did a fairy meet.

But it must have been an Angel,
For from fairies they are hard to tell,
And like fairies now I’m old,
When I was a child they made me well.

I’ll never see another,
Because it melted in the sun,
And vanished like my Mother,
And that was not much fun.

Now fairies make me sad,
Though they are lively in my brain,
But neither the Angel nor my Mother,
Ever came back again.