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In a garden full of blooms,
Lies a fairy in costume of plumes.
With gossamer wings and a twinkling glance,
She's the queen of nature's grandest dance.
With petals as her ballroom floor,
She flits and twirls, her heart awhore.
Her tiny feet and dainty toes,
Gracefully move as the wind blows.
She whispers secrets to the flowers,
In the quietest of garden hours.
Her laughter tinkles like a bell,
As she weaves her magic spell.
With a wand made of dewdrops bright,
She paints the world with colors light.
Her presence brings a sense of cheer,
To all who see her dance so near.
So if you glimpse a fleeting sight,
Of a fairy in the softest light,
Know that in the garden fair,
A fairy dances without a care.