Down at the bottom of my garden stands a beautiful tree,
If you look carefully with your eyes slighly shut, you will see a blue light,
The blue you see is the tree fairy,
this is her home and she protects and tends all of the garden,
Some people love faries because they are magical, I love them because they are free,
Imagine being able to fly along side the butterfly and witness her beauty up close,
To listen to the symphany of the wonderful music the insects play,
While we sleep at 4 in the morning she conducts the dawn chorus,
When she is happy the sun shines and the flowers grow,
And on your birthday if you leave her a gift who knows maybe she will grant your greedy wish!
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