Daylight is fading,.... the darkness comes like a thief,
stealthily and silently to abduct the light.
As softly I drift into the doorway of sleep, clinging to my
wakefulness as a child, fighting my drowsiness, but no......
I slip into sleep as myriads of faries circle my head;
fluttering and flittering about me in the moonlight,
joyously twirling and whirling in their beautiful dance ,
the dance of the faries.
They flutter around me whispering....whispering
sweet dreams they wish for me.
Come...come.. they whisper; come dance with us and be gay,
gay as a child again...come.... dance on the moonbeam,
fly on a cloud. Come .......,Oh come..... they whisper so softly,
Their breath as warm and
sweet as the summer air.........
and we will hide and seek ... under the pansies there.
Up I arise to dance the fairy dance,.... I ride on a moonbeam,
I sail on a fluffy cloud.
A child once more am I as I dream this wonderful
dream .
As I run and fly way high in the sky... I hear
whispers... faint whispers... saying..awake...awake.. the night
has passed,
we must go.. they whisper..... their whispers fades away as I
feel the awakenings stirring,
I reach out to grasp.. to hold on to the dream, but it slowly fades
away..... away... into the new morns sun.
Happy was I when I waked, my dream for this day I shall take
and hold it close to
my heart and wait til day drifts into night.
