Song [There Is A Wood Where The Fairies Dance]

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Title:     Song [There Is A Wood Where The Fairies Dance]
Author: John Collings Squire [More Titles by Squire]

There is a wood where the fairies dance
All night long in a ring of mushrooms daintily,
By each tree bole sits a squirrel or a mole,
And the moon through the branches darts.

Light on the grass their slim limbs glance,
Their shadows in the moonlight swing in quiet unison,
And the moon discovers that they all have lovers,
But they never break their hearts.

They never grieve at all for sands that run,
They never know regret for a deed that's done,
And they never think of going to a shed with a gun
At the rising of the sun.

[The end]
John Collings Squire's poem: Song [There Is A Wood Where The Fairies Dance]

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