I stood too bored to move
I stood there and out of the blue
She came
With such beauty
With such grace
My heart stopped
To stare at the beauty
To stare at the grace
In awe I stared
She showed me her presence
She showed me her passion
Though she only showed me
Her flowing dress
Her spirit sensed something in me
Though I was but four
She still showed me her presence
She still showed me her passion
Her beauty shocked me, as she floated away
I was no longer bored
I was no longer calm
So no one believed a word
It was my experience
It was a rare experience
A wonder
That only few have had
That fewer speak of
The sight
Of the fairy