Life Amongst the Fairies – a children’s story poem

Long ago and far away,
There lived a girl who loved to play,
With fairy folk and pixies too,
There wasn’t a lot else to do.
She had no mum and dad you see,
They’d gone away when she was three,
And left her with the fairy folk,
And as they left the High Queen spoke:
Treat this child as our own,
She ordered from her queenly throne.
Dress her, wash her, see she’s fed.
And gather leaves and make a bed.
She must be loved and tended to,
Her parents put their trust in you.
And so the fairies rallied round
The little girl, and soon they found,
That they had grown quite fond of her,
Despite her size (they quite prefer,
To play with fairies their own size;
To play with giants seemed unwise)
They loved her like their own, and guessed,
That soon the girl would feel quite blessed,
And leave behind the life she had,
Her old home with her Mum and Dad.
And they were right, before too long,
The girl learned all the fairy songs,
And how to skip and how to fly,
No longer did she wonder why
Her parents left her in the wood,
She was happy. Life was good.
She played and laughed for many years,
Very rarely shedding tears.
Until one day, into her life,
Walked an old man with his wife.
We’ve come to take you home, they said.
To your toys and to your bed.
The little girl burst into tears,
For it had been so many years,
That she no longer recognised
Her Mum and Dad and was surprised,
When they assumed that she would leave,
Her forest home amongst the trees,
And all her special fairy friends,
Whose loving kindness knew no ends.
I will not go! She told her Dad,
Which really made him feel quite sad.
Because for many years he’d dreamt
About this day, and that dream kept
His spirits high when times were hard;
Leaving his girl here had scarred
His tender heart, but he had thought,
She’d not be safe whilst wars were fought.
But now that he had fought and won,
It was the time to have some fun,
And live life as a family,
For too long, they’d been two, not three.
But his girl said she wouldn’t budge.
His wife gave him a gentle nudge,
And said to him: Why don’t we stay?
And we can learn to live this way,
Amongst the woods with birds and bees,
A fairy home, amongst the trees?
Their daughter looked at them and said:
You should, leaves make a comfy bed!
I’d love it please, if we could stay,
And you could learn the fairy ways.
And that is how it came to be,
The fairies soon had giants, three,
Living life the fairy way,
A life of love and hope and play.