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| WHEN I WAS SIX |
| When I was only six years old, Heigh-ho! for Folly O! I wandered in a fairy fold, Heigh, holly! to and fro. I rode upon a blossom's back Up hill and over sea, And all the little pixie pack For fun would follow me. O, golden was the gown I wore Of buttercups and air, And twenty diamond stars or more Were pinned upon my hair. All day I chased the laughing sky Above the busy town, But when the moon unwinked her eye, Ho ho! I hurried down. And then within the baby's shoe I hid my lady's pearls. From maid to merry maid I flew And knotted all their curls. And when the children were abed I tapped the window-pane, And laughed as someone softly said "Whist! goblins there again!" Ho ho! I flitted here and there Amid my elfen band, While on the green, in frolic fair, We trippped it hand in hand. As air and moonlight I was free Within that fairy fold, For all the world belonged to me When I was six years old. Zora Cross |
| THE WILL O' THE WISP |
| You are lost in the desolate forest where the stars give a pitiful light, but the faraway glow of the will o' the wisp offers hope in the menacing night. It is lonely and cold in the forest and you shiver with fear in the damp, as you follow the way of the will o' the wisp and the dance of its flickering lamp. But know as you trudge through the forest over ways never travelled before. If ever you follow the will o' the wisp you'll never be seen anymore. Jack Prelutsky |
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