A Fairy's Winter Outfit

When Lady Autumns’ golden rays
Begin to say adieu
A fairy with a fashion sense
Must think of something new

Silken sleeves and petal skirts 
Possess a certain flair
But won’t pass fairy muster
In the frost and chilly air

Bunny’s fur and spider’s web 
Were popular last year
But much too hard to harvest
And the weaving I can’t bear

The fuzzies from the goose’s wing 
Are easy to accrue
I'm always very nice to them
They let me sift right through

The friendly flocks flew south before
I made my bold request
The thought of wearing hand-me-downs
Put my senses to the test

I pondered my dilemma 
While strolling through the glade
And spied a natural haute couture
That seemed most ready-made

Such smooth and downy elegance 
With moonlight's silver sheen
This fabric throughout fairyland
On me just MUST be seen!

For me to make a statement 
I knew I could not share
I’d need garments and accessories
And style beyond compare

My fairy sweet acquired for me 
This robe of winter’s bloom
By picking all the plush supply
Of dandelion’s plume

I donned my soft and fluffy gown 
And strutted with such pride
Grinned at my fairy sisters
Whose eyes beamed open wide!

Winter fashion’s highest prize 
Would be mine this day…
But then a mighty gust of wind
Blew all my my clothes away.

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Theo van Joolen©2010

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Winter Outfit by Myrea Pettit