FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

Welcome to the Garden

My home among the flowers,

This is where I spend my time

And while away the hours.

This is where the moon beams play

And diamonds grace the sky,

This is where the leaves fall

And I hear the wind sigh.

The river ripples on it way

And I sit on moss filled banks,

Dusting the flowers 

And always giving thanks.

I splash in roses dew kissed

And watch the sunbeams play

The earthy smell of morning

Brings gladness to my day.

I am a caring Fairy

With a heart that’s  filled with care,

When you feel the gentle breezes

You will know that I am there.

I watch over younger fairies

As they learn and grow,

Their pleasant and sweet ways

Bring more joy than you will know.

So when the morning mist drifts

In Avalon’s early dawn,

You will feel my presence

As we face another morn.

I am there with you always

To hold you in my care,

To bring the joy of morning

And freshness everywhere.

I am the Mists of Avalon

With many stories to tell

Of days when Knights lived here –

I remember very well.

I remember Arthur and Guinevere

The Round Table and it’s tales

I remember the lake and Avalon

And I remember Wales.

I recall Morgaine and Lancelot

And the risks that they would take,

I remember the mists of Avalon

And the Lady of the Lake.

© Linda J. Vaughan

March 2007