There’s a wild place in my yard
Where my fairies hang out.
It’s a place I go when the world gets too close,
To sit with ‘friends’ discussing issues at hand.
On one side is Gabrielle
Ever wanting to listen.
She reaches out into my soul
Nothing is ever a problem
Never a cross word.
On the other side is Izzabel
Always at play, mischievous
Poking fun daring me one way or another.
I’ve placed my fairies
On opposite sides of the wild place
As one does play against the other
but they are patient with me,
tell me when to pull my head in
should I get “too” playful.
But each knows when I am troubled
I can tell as they are quiet when I approach
They always listen
Before they share their wisdom.
I’m lucky I know to have fairies in my day…