The Fairy Child

Here is a poem 11 year old Kitty wrote, we loved it so much we wanted to share it. You can hear her recite it below.

HouseIt was a cool night when I was woken by a cry, it was quiet confusing so I wondered why.

I had no children of my own and no neighbours you see, so something like this had never happened to me.

I got out of bed and walked to the door, then the crying stopped so I was not sure.

But still I opened it and to my surprise, what appeared to be a little child blinking it’s eyes.

I looked around for it’s mother, or at least any other, but there was no one around, so I just looked down.

Suddenly I jumped back in fright, because it seemed in my sight, the baby had wings, never had I seen such things as wings on a child such as this blessed young thing.

What should I do I can not leave it here, but If I take it…., oh! is this a dream?

But I took this young fairy into my house, and it fell asleep quiet as a mouse.

So out there somewhere, is a fairy mother I swear. I never knew that fairies existed, but now I am very insistent!

Fairy Baby

2 Replies to “The Fairy Child”

  1. Nanny

    Well done, Kitty! What a magic story you have told. You have a wonderful talent with words. Keep up the good work. You are all having an amazing adventure and making lots of lifelong memories. Love you all.

    • roamingrowes Post author

      Thanks so much for your kind words Didi. She has always loved writing, this little number was Shirley Barber inspired. We all love you too.

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