Swiftly did the faeries dance
with legs unclad and wings spread wide.
Their joy was palpable—sweet in the air
and carried with it thoughts of hope.
And with them spun the seasons’ change
Green, yellow, red and white
Like leaves, caught in winds of time
Their dresses made the folds of Earth
First leapt Spring, the youngest of them,
footsteps light upon the grass.
Her touch was gentle, heart was open,
calling forth the cries of birth
While round and round did Summer spin
Wings of clouds and eyes the sun.
Her steps left gardens rich with fruit
And smile warming heart and soul
But meeker was their sister Autumn
whose dance was rather slow and sad
She feared her role in summer’s ending
stripping Earth of green and life.
Winter’s dance was quaint and peaceful
her steps leaving a blanket of white
Much like paper, fresh for a story
for Sister Spring to start anew
Together then did sisters dance,
faeries flying hand in hand
to make the world a shifting place
a home for all, shared and loved.