long after new years eve has passed
with their village nearly covered
in a frozen white blanket
the fairies leave behind signs
of a magnificent celebration.
“the fairies break their dances and leave the printed lawn.”
when grandie v and i
have finished building our indoor winter fairy village
with jewels and feathers and sparkles, a flower vine swing, love tape, and puff ball beds
it is very important to write about it and invite them to move in tonight.
“when I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeting,
chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating.
merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder,
mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you’ll be fairies all.”
one day gerald mysteriously appeared
with a note and a friendly greeting
left by an unknown visitor
he moved into
the fairy community at my cottage
i know they welcomed him
with open arms and open doors.
“happiness often sneaks in
through a door you didn’t know you left open.”