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The Children’s fairyland

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I wish to share a beautiful poem I found in a very old book called ‘An Anthology of Babyhood.’ This rare treasure was given to me by my dear Nana who has since passed. It was printed in 1912 by William Brendon & Son, LTD. Plymouth. This rare poetry collection edited by Muriel Nelson d’Aurvergne is rich with verse that depicts angels and fairies as being quite natural to the baby and child as they grow.

 

The Children’s Fairyland

There is no cloud on its sky of blue

No boisterous wave on its tranquil sea;

Its flowers for ever are fresh and new

Its leaves unfading on bower and tree;

And fragrant breeze soft melody.

 

Was ever a land so fair and sweet,

With crystal caves and glistening sands;

And emerald swards, where the fairies meet

For revels gay, in joyous bands;

With rippling laughter, twinkling feet,

And silvery star-tipped magic wands?

 

When the moonlight falls on hills and streams,

And children’s eyes are sealed in sleep;

The fairies bask in the mellow beams,

Or by each little one vigil keep.

And the children see in their blissful dreams,

A world where purest joys they reap.

 

In winter nights ere the lamps are lit,

When softly falls the feathery snow,

Through the silent gloom the fairies flit,

To dance in the warmth of the Yule-log’s glow.

But we in the dark of our wisdom sit,

And only the innocent children know.

 

Can there be aught else, when youth is done,

More real than the creeds the children hold?

Is there aught more true beneath the sun

Than the fairy gifts, or the fairy gold?

Do we cling to truth in the race we run,

As we cling to the simple faiths of old?

 

Ah! Childhood’s faith with childhood pass,

Like fairy visions for ever fled;

We look at life through the world’s glass,

And the world’s beliefs we own instead.

We question, quibble and doubt, alas!

But the child-like trust and faith are dead.

 

Written by Janet A. McCulloch

 

 

Verses five and six describe the sad passing of a child’s faith in the unseen as they grow up,

 

We look at life through the world’s glass,

And the world’s beliefs we own instead.

 

Here in this poem the writer is of course describing fairyland and a child’s belief in fairies. In Star-keeper’s Quest I have enjoyed creating the character called ‘Niesha the naughty fairy’ who valiantly helps us in returning the Starbit to its special place in the night sky.  As every child knows, fairies make fantastic friends, are never boring and you never really know when you will need a fairies help.  Long live the fairies I say, and I am doing my best to keep fairies alive in your child’s mind with my Guardian Angel Stories. And just perhaps, writers will continue to write fairies into their stories and poems just as it has been done for ages before. One thing is for sure, just  as the sun will rise tomorrow, a child will grow to adulthood. Let’s not rush this process so they can enjoy all those things we no longer see.

Meredith Harvey

 

 

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