Let's get whimsical, shall we? Let's try some fantasy?
I was strolling along a bushland path when what should I chance to see
But a little blue-winged fairy among the Autumn brown,
A little blue-winged fairy that must have fallen down.
Were her wings too fragile? Was the wind too strong?
Did it take her far from home while blowing her along?
Is she a youthful fairy, still in need of care?
Or is she really past her best and she's just dyed her hair?
Come to think of it, is 'she' female, or is there a touch of male?
After all she could be both at once as this is a fairy-tale!
Did this fairy try some magic and fail at her endeavour?
Will she lie and sob like this for ever and for ever?
Will Summers come and Summers go and cover her with leaves,
While all the while she lies like this and no-one knows she grieves?
I could have turned her over, but that seemed to be intrusive;
After all we know at times we want to be reclusive.
And so I continued on my way forgetting, till today,
That I had seen a fairy weep, and simply walked away.
More whimsy here:http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/fairy-fallacy.html
See tomorrow's blog for a nautical wedding setting.