What Do Fairies Dream?
The blur of earlier fades slowly away.
As I retire with my family at the end of the day.
A parent’s life is a challenge each day a small test.
Surprised I was not as I laid my young to rest.
“I know how silly and strange this may seem
But when asleep what is it that fairies dream?”
A question only an innocent child can ask.
To hide behind a lie is easy the truth was a true task.
Who could I speak with and where could I look?
Is it in an ancient fable hidden in a forgotten book?
Or was it told in tales said in days gone by?
A fool’s errand I was on but still I had to try.
For some strange reason I felt I needed to know.
Spurned on by a compulsion that wouldn’t let me go.
Late became the day; this secret would have to keep.
Still in my thoughts it was carried to the land of sleep.
Shaken from my slumber by a presence in my bed.
“Are you awake?” Whispered a child closely to my head.
“This is the day you promised and I can hardly wait,
The sun has already risen and it’s starting to become very late.
The bees will have gathered the pollen and the dew will be all dry.
There’ll be nothing left to collect if we don’t get out and fly.”
Remembering my promise, my child and everything I see.
And another child and another life, two separate realities.
But the look in my child’s eyes as we took to flight.
Made me realize this was my life and not the dream of last night.
Peacefully I fell to sleep later that same day.
Anxious to see the other child for I knew just what to say.
Questioning as before but this time the answer I knew.
“What fairies dream about sweetheart are children just like you.”