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Fireflies

You may think you see fireflies,

but really they’re tiny lanterns,

lighting the way for fairies.

Follow the flickering lights

and you may catch a glimpse

of a fairy caught unaware.

PAD Challenge optional

Shoe Shopping

Twinkle Fairy went to buy shoes.

So many pairs from which to choose.

Hiking boots, sneakers, flying shoes, flip-flops,

shiny shoes, saddle-shoes, rainboots, high tops,

high heels, penny loafers in pinks and blues,

tap shoes, tennis shoes, ballet shoes,

with emeralds, rubies, diamonds, bows,

slippers and ballet shoes with pointy toes,

leaf shoes, silky shoes, new and used.

Twinkle was beginning to feel confused.

She didn’t want to buy shoes anymore.

She turned around and flew out the door.

PAD unseen

Clowning Around

Milly, Tilly and Lily flew through the park one day,

and came upon a baby Big Person lying in the grass.

Mama Big Person was sitting on a bench with a friend.

Milly, Tilly and Lily tiptoed over to the Big Person baby.

They danced and made faces and jingle-jangle noises.

They winked and jumped and hopped around like bunnies.

The baby laughed and laughed until her cheeks turned pink.

“What’s making Amy laugh?”asked Mama Big Person.

“I don’t know maybe it’s the fairies,” the Big Person friend said.

Milly, Tilly and Lily looked at each other in surprise.

“Can she see us?” Milly asked.

“I don’t know,” Tilly said.

“Let’s not wait around and find out,” Lily whispered.

They waved at the baby as the flitted away like butterflies.

PAD Challenge Timeless, CB shadow sonnet

Dancing Fairies

Dancing fairies in the moonlight, dancing

Whirling with the wind, ‘round and ‘round, whirling

Twirling, tap-tapping, tippy-toed, twirling

Shadows, dancing, whirling, twirling, shadows

Dancing fairies in the moonlight, dancing

Singing timeless silvery songs, singing

Laughing, musical, tinkling-tune, laughing

Whispers, dancing, singing, laughing, whispers

Dancing fairies in the moonlight, dancing

Wishing on starlight, whispering, wishing

Swishing their long, wavy hair, swish-swishing

Slippers, dancing, wishing, swishing slippers

Dancing fairies in the moonlight, dancing

Singing timeless, silvery songs, singing

PAD challenge Trouble

The Trouble with Lady Bugs

Lily had a pet ladybug named Pearl.

Wherever Lily went Pearl went, too.

When Lily flew through the forest,

Pearl flew by her side.

Whenever Lily played hide and seek,

Pearl hid with her.

Whenever Lily went to sleep under a fern,

Pearl cuddled on her pillow.

But one day, Pearl lay on her back very still,

with her little six feet up in the air.

Lily shook Pearl, but Pearl didn’t move.

“What’s wrong with Pearl?” Lily asked.

“The trouble with ladybugs,” said Mama,

“is that they don’t live as long as fairies.”

“Pearl has died,” Mama told her.

“I don’t think she’s dead,” Lily said.

“Wake up, Pearl Wake up!” Lily shouted.

But Pearl didn’t wake up.

“It’s hard to believe it when someone dies,” Mama said.

“Everyone who loses someone has that feeling.”

“I didn’t want Pearl to die!”

Lily yelled and stomped her feet.

“Pearl died because that’s what they do, after awhile.

It’s okay to be mad about bad situations,” said Mama.

Suddenly, an awful thought popped into Lily’s head.

“It’s my fault! I didn’t give her enough water!”

“Don’t blame yourself,” said Mama.

“Pear was getting old. It’s not your fault.”

“We can get you another ladybug,” Mama said.

There are lots of ladybugs in the forest.”

“I don’t want another ladybug,” Lily said. 

She began to cry. “I want Pearl!”

“It’s good to cry, sometimes,” said Mama.

“That’s part of losing someone you love, too.”

They buried Pearl in the backyard.

Lily’s whole family said kind words about Pearl.

Lily cried for several days. She remembered

all the things she and Pearl did together.

One day, a teeny, tiny ladybug crawled across a leaf.

It wandered this way and that. It looked sad.

“Do you want to be my pet?” Lily asked.

“I’ll take care of you and be your friend.”

“I would like that very much,” said the ladybug.

“What’s your name?” Lily asked.

“I don’t have a name,” said the ladybug.

The ladybug was red with black spots.

“I will call you Rose,” Lily said.

“That’s a nice name,” said Rose.

Lily would always miss Pearl.

But she loved Rose very much.

PAD challenge from the news

“Large Flightless Bird Closes Indiana Highway.”

(I changed it from a rhea to an ostrich since an ostrich is more familiar.”

Ollie’s New Home

One day, Winkle, Doodles and Noodles

flew along a country road in a wooded valley

 where they met their Ostrich friend, Ollie.

“Why are you out of your meadow?” asked Winkle.

“It’s dangerous on the road with cars,” said Doodles.

“Are you lost?” asked Noodles. “This is not your farm.”

“I moved to a new farm,” said Ollie.

“I had to leave my all my friends.

I’m running away, back to my old home.”

Just then sirens wailed. Police cars came.

The fairies hitched a ride on Ollie’s broad back.

Ollie ran very fast but a car blocked his way.

He turned and ran, but another car zoomed up.

Other cars with more Big People in them stopped, too.

 “Get him!” the police officers shouted.

“There’s Farmer John my new owner,” said Ollie.

“I must get away!” He ran like the wind.

Police officers and farmers ran after him.

Ollie ran this way and that.

The farmers ran this way.

The police ran that way.

“I’m scared!” said Ollie.

“Me too!” said Winkle, Noodles and Doodles

who were hanging on to Ollie’s  feathers for dear life!

“There’s Farmer Bill my old owner!” Ollie cried.

A kind-faced farmer approached and said,

“Careful there, Ollie, it’s okay.”

But Ollie ran and the fairies hung on!

The farmer was tall and strong,

He tackled Ollie, like a football player.

“Ooomph,” said Ollie, laying on the ground.

The fairies tumbled underneath some bushes.

Ollie’s old owner put him in his own truck.

The fairies flew in beside Ollie.

 “Now, I’ll go home!” Ollie said.

“Great!” said Winkle.

But the farmer didn’t take Ollie to his old home.

He took him to his new home.

where a family of Big People waited.

Ollie was sad. “I’ll never get home.”

Winkles looked around at the beautiful meadow.

“Your new home might not be so bad, Ollie.”

“We had to move one time,” Doodles said.

Noodles said, “We left all of our friends.

“We left our pine tree and moved into a willow.”

“At first we were sad,” said Doodles.

“But there were a lot of good things about the new place.

And we made good friends, too, like Winkle.”

Other Ostriches from the farm came up to Ollie.

“Why did you jump the fence?” asked one.

“Don’t you know the road is dangerous?”

“I miss my old home and friends,” said Ollie.

“We’ll be your friends,” said one of the Ostriches.

“We have a nice meadow to run in and lots to eat.”

Just then children came to the fence.

“We’re glad you came back,” said the little girl.

“We missed you,” said the little boy.

Ollie smiled up at his three fairy friends.

“Thank you for helping me,” said Ollie.

“I think I’ll learn to like it here.”

PAD day 8 Blind

Just Like Us

“Guess who’s coming to see you today!”

Mama Fairy said excitedly.

 “Who?” Twinkle, Winkle and Sprinkle shouted.

“Your cousin Gwinny.”

“Isn’t she blind?” asked Twinkle.

“That’s so sad,” Sprinkle said, with a tear in her eye.

“How can she build towers, play tag or leap bug

 if she can’t see?” asked Winkle, frowning.

Mama said, “She can do all kinds of things.

She loves to play and have fun.

She likes to laugh and dance and sing.

She’s like you, she just can’t see.”

Just then there was a knock on the door.                                                                                           

Mama opened it and said, “Hi Gwinny!

Come in and meet your cousins,

Sprinkle, Winkle and Twinkle.”

Gwinny had a lovely smile. “Hi!” she said.

Mama said, “Take her in and show her your toys.”

Winkle frowned and Twinkle stared.

“I’ll help,” Sprinkle said, grabbing Gwinny’s arm.

Gwinny said, “Just talk and I’ll follow.”

She held up her sparkly cane.

“I get around pretty well with this.”

Twinkle shouted in Gwinny’s ear, “This way!”

“I can hear well,” Gwinny said. “I just can’t see.”

They played with blocks and stacked them high.

“Look how my tower is, Gwinny,” said Winkle, “I mean…”

Gwinny smiled and held out her hand.

Winkle placed her hand as high as his tower.

“I see,” she said and laughed. “It’s very high.”

With an impish grin she knocked it all down!

“Don’t worry I can help you build it again.” And she did.

It was a sunny day so they went out to play.

Gwinny followed them with the tap, tap tap of her cane.

“Won’t you get hurt outside?” asked Twinkle.

“I love to play outdoors,” said Gwinny.

“I can smell the flowers. And hear the birds.

I can feel the soft moss under my feet.

I can run and jump.”

And she did.

“Can you even fly?” Winkle asked.

“Yes, I can fly.”

She waved her cane above and before her,

and flew very well.

When she came down to land,

Sprinkle asked, “Aren’t you sad that you’re blind?”

“I’m always blind, but I don’t have to be always sad.

I enjoy all kinds of things. I don’t need to see.”

“I want to help you,” said Sprinkle.

“I like to help people, too,” said Gwinny.

“Let’s find someone who needs our help.”

“Mrs. Robin always needs help,” said Twinkle.

So the cousins helped Mrs. Robin birdy sit.

They laughed and danced and sang.

They had lots of fun.

Soon it was time for Gwinny to go home.

They all said, “Bye! Come again!”

After Gwinny left, Mama asked,

“Did you have fun today with cousin Gwinny?”

“Yes!” said Twinkle, Winkle and Sprinkle.

“At first I was sad for Gwinny,” Sprinkle said, “but now I’m glad.”

“I was mad,” said Winkle. “I didn’t think she’d be any fun, but she was.”

“I was afraid Gwinny would get hurt, “said Twinkle, “but she didn’t.”

“She’s just like us!” said the three fairy children. “She just can’t see.”