THE ENCHANTED GARDEN
Poetry By Sand

Sitting on a moss covered bough, with flowers adorning her hair
Her bare feet swinging in the breeze, as if she belonged right there
Her gown is a wispy veil of white, that sparkles in the soft sunlight
And her wings are adorned with glitter, decorated by a tiny sprite

A soft breeze whispers against her hair and her cheeks are tinged with rose
Her skin looks like porcelain bisque and she has a cute turned up nose
She's poised and serene as she sits alone, waiting for the magic to begin
Here alone she sits and waits in a tree in the beautiful enchanted garden

Roses float down from the treetop, their fragrance picked up by the wind
Carried across the meadow to the fairies that live in the glen
They open their eyes to the morning, all covered with dew from the night
And throw on their favorite frocks to meet in the garden of light

Floating along on a rainbow with colors of pastel hues
The fairies bring light to the garden as they sprinkle enchanted dew
They float through the rose petaled treetops and sit on the branches below
And sprinkle their magical fairy dust until the whole garden glows