A Fairy Song
written by: Carl Parsons
Those childhood days are gone from me
across the wild and salty sea:
I see them vanish with the tide
that washes where the shellfish hide.
Still I see their ghostly sails
that billow out in windy gales
and scudding o’er the white-capped sea
return in fairy dreams to me.
So in a place across the sea,
beneath the turf and stone and tree,
in fairy land my fancy dwells
and nectar drinks from ivory shells.
Though future years may burdens bear
and grim grimaces they may wear,
still happiness I know is mine
where fairies dance and sing and rhyme!
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