The small, exquisite fairy queen
has slippers made of glass.
Her crown is golden filigree
her dress the greenest grass.
She wears a necklace string of silk
with tiny dewdrops strung
the smallest drops you ever saw
are on her necklace hung.
Her voice is like a nightingale,
her face so clear and bright.
Her hair like sunshine curling down,
her eyes so full of light!
Beside her sits the fairy king,
his boots are made of gold.
His robes are fine spun spider silk
in rainbow colors bold.
His royal crown of shining gold
with jasper, amber, jade;
rich rubies, opals, topaz rare
and sapphire is inlaid.
His sword is an Acacia thorn
and sharpened to a sliver,
while needles of a Scottish pine
are arrows for his quiver.
His gloves are gold, his sword hilt gold,
his hair is gold as well.
And o'er a golden age he ruled,
(as anyone can tell.)
His people all wear acorn cups
with slender stems as buckles.
And in the summer they enjoy
their hats of honeysuckles.
In daylilies turned upside down
the fairy people dwell.
Green stems are used as center poles,
(though twigs are used as well.)
The tiny fairy king and queen
live in a flower castle;
of such exquisite beauty
that it awes both lord and vassal.
Its tapestries of rose petals
are sewn with golden thread,
of ladies fair on ladies' bugs
in black and spotted red.
The tower tops are daylilies
turned upside-down, and white.
The doors are amaryllis leaves,
forever red and bright.
The windows are of frosted glass
with petal curtains frilly.
And as a dome, upon it sits
a pink-white water-lily.
These are the fairy king and queen
and this their small domain,
untouched by years or human tears
forever they remain.