Kay liked to play in the woods
Under the dark of the tree boughs
In between the tall oak and pine trees.
Whooping and hollering with her friends
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Chasing the fairies and fireflies,
Around and around the ponds
Wishing she could join them on the flight
To fly around the forest with her friends
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Watching the fairies skim the water’s surface
Allowing the dragonflies to land on her head
Imagining their wings upon her body
Flying above the pond and playing Marco Polo
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Checking each phosphorus glow
Looking for fairy treasure
Sharing her cookies with the fairies
Before she has to go.
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Such a wonderful poem for Kayla! Beautifully written!
Oh, the fairy lights, loved this nature poem!!!