In an ancient meadow,
by the twilight's glow,
You might see a fairy,
Just where the bluebell's grow.
And you may try and catch one,
If you take your time. Hold it gently on a twig,
Until the bluebell's chime.
Alas you cannot keep one,
Though you wish you could,
For when you hear the bluebell's chime,
There'll be nothing where they stood.
-Jean Henry, Twilight
by the twilight's glow,
You might see a fairy,
Just where the bluebell's grow.
And you may try and catch one,
If you take your time. Hold it gently on a twig,
Until the bluebell's chime.
Alas you cannot keep one,
Though you wish you could,
For when you hear the bluebell's chime,
There'll be nothing where they stood.
-Jean Henry, Twilight