The Hollyhock Fairy

The Hollyhock Fairy
by M. D. Cole

There's a sleepy little fairy that lives on hollyhocks;
She is waiting for the striking of all the summer clocks,
Her little window-blinds are drawn, of yellow, pink and red,
And her little wings are folded around her little head.
She is dreaming of the summer and the coming of the bees,
Of the warmth within the garden and the blossoms on the trees,
Of the butterflies' and moths' wings, and rings to make at night,
Of the creepy moon at evening and the golden morning light.
She's a sleepy little fairy, but when thistle clocks strike one,
She will wake and pull her curtains - Summer-time will have begun.