a faerie is ferocious

soft dresses in earthy tones, perhaps slightly worn at the edges

little scratches and cuts below your knees from thistles and brambles

hair loose and uninhibited, tousled slightly by the wind

hopping across stones over babbling brooks

running barefoot through grass and woodland

collecting wildflowers in a little straw basket

quietly humming and singing nonsensical rhymes

making daisy chains

rosy cheeks, pink lips and big eyes

flowers in hair and ribbons around wrists and ankles

laughing childishly, unprovoked and unrestrained

making small jam sandwiches cut into triangles, and eating them in picnics in the woods

dancing freely, twirling and laughing and stumbling without thought