Fairy Dust Dream

• Harriet Mendelson, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2011

I dreamt last night of little fairies, all crowded around staring at me how dazed and amazed they made me, beautiful little creatures magical and mysterious and unique in their own way, dancing and prancing singing a fairy little song they only appear at the edge of time, sprinkling fairy dust all around beautiful rainbows and colourful beings how I feel lucky for that one short moment and then they are on their way as you drift between their world and ours they hover and then they disappear for another year.