A green glade

• Maya Dharwadkar, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2005

Early in the morning we hear the birds chirping sitting up high in the trees,

While underneath a garden is growing with plants so rich with colour and beauty,

but that is not all that is in this garden,

if you go past the tall grass and underneath the daisys you will see something amazing you will see something marvelous,

you will see fairies, families of fairys colourful beutiful, lively joyful fairies,

and if you look in your garden you just might see these magical creatures.