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Fairy Candles In The Sky!
Elephant’s Picture Book is saving many gorgeous illustrations, and making them available to us on-line! This one is a friendly fairy tale, but to find many others, visit her site. I hope you enjoy it. Have a great weekend! Brenda
The Candle-Lighters
When shadows creep at eventide
And little ones are safe inside,
Bright stars a-twinkling way up high
Are Fairies’ candles in the sky.
When shadows creep at eventide
The Fairies take their evening ride;
On flitting fireflies wafted high
They light their candles in the sky.
A Year With the Fairies.
Written by Anna M. Scott.
Illustrations by M. T. (Penny) Ross.
P. F. Volland & Co.: Chicago, U.S.A. 1914.
Dragon sky
Check out Lady Fi’s stunning Dragon Sky! Hurry before it disappears like the other dragons. 😉 Have a great Thursday, Brenda
The autumn equinox rushed in
Like a ragged brow across the sky;
A dragon breathing fire clouds
Of orange and rain.
The strange light in the sky
Pulled us up the hill
To witness the sight of purple turmoil in the sky
In contrast to the calm surface of the lake.
(A few seconds later, the heavens opened
And a gale force wind started blowing
Making us dash for home in a whirlwind
Of laughter and leaves.)
For more amazing skies, please visit: Skywatch.
Pavement Clouds Haiku
Rain drenches the earth.
Clouds touch us softly with tears,
Liquid sky puddles.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
The Rain Dance
Two children surprised a fairy. Mona, the fairy, was of the Swallowtail Fae. In the twinkle of an eye, she shifted to her butterfly form. She fluttered to a butterfly bush, then to a high hosta bloom. She watched the children.
The little girl pointed at her, “Stephano! I saw a fairy!” Mona wondered if she should flee.
Stefano laughed. “Isabella, that’s a butterfly,” He shook his head. “But we’re here to do a rain dance, remember?” He clapped his hands and stomped rhythmically in the grass. He danced in a circle, widdershins, and Isabella joined him, also clapping.
“We need to ask the Great Spirit for rain,” Stefano said. Mona was surprised the children knew of the Great Spirit.
Together the children chanted: “Great Spirit in the sky, the garden’s way too dry. Begging your pardon, please rescue our garden. Let rain clouds form and bring on the storm!”
Nothing happened. The sky stayed blue, and no clouds came. Stefano was crestfallen, but Isabella giggled about their prayer. “Mommy! We sang to the Great Spirit, and I saw a fairy!”
The air shimmered as Mona shifted back to her fairy form. Blue Iris petals formed her dress. Fairy magic kept them as fresh and soft as the day they unfurled. Mona was as disappointed at Stefano. She had been using her wand to keep flowers alive, but what they really needed was rain and lots of it.
Friendly Fairy Tales 