The sound rose out of the garden,
It grew from soft, swift fluttering to deep deep beats.
Where was the source, the enchanter.
My head flicked from side to side, then I peaked over the mossy wall…there!
Light up on her toes, sampling the dew filled clover.
The fairy princess, Ariella.
That is so pretty and evocative – A very late catch up with#Prose4T
Whimsical words just like the subject, very clever! #Prose4T
This is so beautifully written. I love the magic of the words – it conjures up the image of the fairy. Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought x
Beautiful, just as I imagine seeing and hearing a fairy would be 🙂 #prose4t
What a lovely poem and graphic, its very beautiful. Thank you for joining us at #BloggerClubUK hope to see you again next week x
Thank you so much for your lovely comment, yes I’ll be joining again.