The Fairy Door

As I walked into the room

I’m sure I saw the door close

Or did I imagine it

as I stumbled around in a doze


So small it’s not noticed

that little door

Hidden on the skirting board

close to the floor


At night

when we are all asleep

the door opens ajar

and little faces take a peep


When all is quiet

our friends come out to play

singing and dancing

until the start of a new day


As we wake

they creep back through the door

Sometimes we get the briefest glimpse

of our mysterious friends from lore


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s