Children's fantasy poem about fairies in a wood. |
Sing a Song of Nightingales By: Casey Allison Crumby Bridget sings a song of nightingales That whisper in the wind And perch upon magnolias’ shoulders To talk about the glen For that is where the diamonds lie Upon their satin pillows The secret fairies put them there To watch them slowly grow Some become blue sapphires Beneath the fallen snow While others turn to red rubies As the secret fairies know How they got there you might ask About such precious gems “And so I’ll tell you,” Bridget says. “Because you are my friend” The diamonds fell from the sky Because they once were stars And like a sparkling rain they fell From very very far They shook the earth Like a great rolling thunder And the fairies of the glen Were amazed and in wonder The shimmering stones were from the Heavens “They must be,” said the fairies. And they danced and sang all day Because they were so merry But they knew they had to keep them safe So they made them satin pillows And placed the diamonds on them And put them under willows “The willows will keep them safe,” Said the fairies in the blue glen. No one will see them but the nightingales And they can grow for us to send To our lovely and wonderful queen in Heather Who lives by the East Norse Stream Oh she’ll be so gleeful To see the diamonds gleam That night around willow leaves The winter’s snows fell Upon the diamonds on their pillows Despite the fairies’ protective spells And when they came the morning after The diamonds had turned anew Some had become new stones So the myths were very true! If you put a diamond upon satin It will turn to ruby stones It can also turn to sapphires In winter’s fallen snows And that is Bridget’s song of nightingales That live in the glen’s willows And sing about the diamonds That grow on satin pillows |