Starlight and moonbeams and dew drops on flowers gleam That beckon to the Fairy’s touch Grasshoppers, crickets, they sing their songs In the night to the one that they love Fire flies light up the night Among the flowers they glide Look and you’ll see, they come gather the dew They come, the Fairy in flight Oh how the flowers they beckon so much For is love that of a Fairy’s touch They spread their wings and so gleam in the moonbeams As they so spread their Fairy dust All through the night as you close your eyes And as you lay fast asleep They take to flight and fly in the moonlight And sprinkle their stardust for dreams So when you lay asleep in the moonlight And you remember so perfect that dream Remember the night, a Fairy took flight Your dream arrived on it’s wing.

There's absolutely NO reason to cry over spilled milk,
and why would you want to anyway?



We are ALL suppose to be adults here, or SO I
thought. Just don't dish the shit, if you can't
take it!