At Last

A tiny fairy, far from home
Sad and lonely all alone,

She weeps and wanders far and wide
Looking for a place to hide.

Little face full of pain
How she longs to be home again,

Safe and sound in her little dell
Amongst the fairies she knows so well.

This task she knows must be done
Until the break of day and morning sun

At last, the light, her tiny heart sings,
For she has earned her fairy wings.
(c) P.Nind