The Fairy Wish
May the fairies dance on your wedding cake
An apology for the tooth they didn’t take
As they weave a single marriage knot
Of joy and love for the tooth they forgot.
If you look for them by candlelight
You may find them in the garden at night.
But never tell them that eyes sparkle red
Or they’ll not dance about your bed.
Send them with the wee ones fearful and small
To borrow an egg from from the neighbor’s hall.
The fairies will dance about their feet
And return them safely down the street.
Never forget to tell them true
About the fairies that belonged to you.
How they always watch over little girls
With sky blue eyes and golden curls.
And when you both are old and gray
May the fairies still come ‘round to play.
Believe in them and they will see
That all is well with Robert and thee.
Yes, I actually wrote a little poem that I allowed somebody else to see. This poem was for my niece on her wedding day. She was a beautiful little girl of five years when her family moved to our town. She had never been away from her parents overnight. She was afraid to walk up the street by herself. I eventually persuaded her to walk the two houses up from mine to “borrow an egg” (prearranged with the neighbor, of course).
Once while we were driving in the car, she said some harmless “bad” word. I told her never to say that because her parents would think she got it from me. Without missing a beat, she said, “No, they won’t. My daddy says that and his eyes sparkle red!” She was such a delightful, bright and clever little thing.
When her parents went out of town for a few days, she remained behind with me. We were swimming at the pool. She ran around the diving board toward me. She was looking down and did not see the board. She splatted right into it mouth first. A loose front tooth went flying into the pool. Some kids tried to retrieve it with no luck. I told her not to look at herself in the mirror because, by the time we got home, her lips were swelled beyond recognition. She looked. And she screeched big time. She was more upset about the lost tooth. I promised to write a note to the tooth fairy explaining the situation. I forgot. Two nights I forgot. I finally remembered, and she got her reward for the lost tooth. And, that’s what the little poem was about.