Outside my front door is a world I treasure
The hustle and bustle of the street,
the comings and goings of students
For across the road is the town’s high school.
It’s all mundane in so many ways.
Except for one thing!
To the left of the picture and just out of sight
Is my garden of fairies and fairy delights.
It’s all sorts of events and colours and shapes
With the May Bush fairies taking up lots of space
I watch them in August when the bush comes in flower
They sing and they dance and frolic about
Long into the night their loud little voices
Belt out the tunes, their fairy folk songs
In tones you’d never thought could be uttered
as they grate and grind, torture every word
but their laughter makes up for they’re being tone deaf.
Some years I go and sing along,
but they frown at my singing,
My voice they say is an insult to them.
So I go sit, content to watch on.
There’s all forms of magic in my garden each day
It’s a sea of wonder, marvels so marvellous:
And the best part is
It’s just outside my front door.
Morpethroad 
So, you have fairies in your front garden as well as your back garden. You are most fortunate Michael 🙂
I am Lyn and they are a lovely lot I have to say.
Surrounded by fairies — truly twice blessed.
I am indeed…😁
Magical and fun 🙂
Thank you Jade.
Delightful to frolic and play the fairy way – and as someone said, both front and back, means you are well protected in case of attack, perhaps by rotten tomatoes or other such nonsense. 😉
Lovely reading Michael 🙂