Dream Fairy
A little fairy comes at night,
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
With silver spots upon her wings,
And from the moon she flutters down.
She has a little silver wand,
And when a good child goes to bed,
She waves her hand from right to left,
And makes a circle round its head.
And then it dreams of pleasant things,
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear delicious fruit,
And bow their branches at a wish.
By Thomas Hood
Thomas Hood was born on 23 May 1799 in London, England. He became a poet and a fiction writer. Thomas Hood passed on at 45 years of age on 3 May 1845 in London, England.
A little fairy comes at night,
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
With silver spots upon her wings,
And from the moon she flutters down.
She has a little silver wand,
And when a good child goes to bed,
She waves her hand from right to left,
And makes a circle round its head.
And then it dreams of pleasant things,
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear delicious fruit,
And bow their branches at a wish.
By Thomas Hood
Thomas Hood was born on 23 May 1799 in London, England. He became a poet and a fiction writer. Thomas Hood passed on at 45 years of age on 3 May 1845 in London, England.
