Do You Believe in Faeries?
Do you believe in faeries?
And is magic really true?
Are there dwarves and elves and dragons?
Trolls and gnomes and giants, too?
Do these very special creatures
Leave a trace or leave a clue?
I hope you believe in faeries
Just like they believe in you
If you believed in faeries
Would you ride a unicorn?
Would you fly it to the mountains
Where the magic things are born?
Would you sprinkle out the faerie dust
And blow a faerie horn?
I hope you believe in faeries
And that faith is never worn
Do you believe in faeries?
Do you see them in your dreams?
Do they tell you of their kingdoms?
Do they tell you of their schemes?
Do they teach you to love nature?
Love the fields and the streams?
I hope you believe in faeries
For they’ll teach you what love means
I know I believe in faeries
For I’ve seen what they have done
From the candy rings of Saturn
To the oceans of the sun
They help bring a sense of wonder
To us each and every one
I hope you believe in faeries
For without them there’s no fun
I hope you believe in faeries
For without you there are none.
I suppose we should refer to Bill as William H. Drummond the Younger, WHD the Elder. Actually, he was born in Ireland in 1854 as William Henry Drumm and emigrated to Montreal when he was ten. In 1875 he changed the family name to Drummond, became a popular poet-physician, and died in 1907. By then, 38,000 copies of his best-known volume had been printed, making him one of the most successful poets in the English world.
ReplyDeleteA Lament
My thoughts hold mortal strife;
I do detest my life,
And with lamenting cries
Peace to my soul to bring
Oft call that prince which here doth monarchize:
But he, grim grinning King,
Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprise,
Late having decked with beauty's rose his tomb,
Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come.