Once in a while or a life time it seems

A sparkly fairy will come to be

Making everyone around her happy with fairy dust

Being in her presence will make you feel like you’ve come through a bout of good luck

Many question the root of her magic

“It’s her hair” “It’s her smile”

But relaying it to her appearance is really quite tragic

For a keen eye could see that her sparkle comes from within

From a heart with so many carats of gold they’d stop world hunger ten fold

From a soul so generous and giving everyday feels like the season’s best pickings

 

There is a time when you see her wings slow their flutter

And her happy disposition melt like butter

That is when she feels the cause for your upside down frown

So good is she at making you happy

That she takes responsibility for your self imposed sappy

When she holds you dear

She goes out of her way to make sure the corners of your lips reach from ear to ear

Dearest Fairy I hope you see, your sparkly wings flutter and your wand happy sounds’ll utter so long as you just be

❤