Sitting idle near the window,
gazing, gazing upon the meadowy fields,
wishing for action,
something is missing.
Still gazing and gazing,
until the silence is broken
by fairies and goblins
dancing around the flowing fountain, in the silver moonlight.
Hipdy, hipdy, hopdy, ho,
they dance around the fountain, water shinning as they pass,
making their way to meadowy field,
still dancing, hipdy, hipdy, hopdy, ho!
Wanting to share in the happy play,
but choosing to watch their dancing at night
in its natural joy,
for soon they will disappear,
and may never return.
Written by Aqua_Mantis
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