I knew a fairy
who lived
on Fairy Lane.
I went 
to visit her
again and
again.

We'd sit and sip
from her cups of tea
that wee little fairy
and happy me.

She'd tell me stories
about way back when
and I would listen
again and 
again.

We'd laugh
and giggle
and have a good time,
that wee little fairy
who is a friend of mine.


     If you knew a fairy, what would you do with him or her?  Can you write a poem about that today?