A FAIRY STORY FOR EASTER
Added on: 6th Apr 2015
Once upon a time there was a good old woman
who lived in a little house.
She had in her garden a bed of beautiful striped tulips.
One night she was awakened by the sounds
of sweet singing and of babies laughing.
She looked out at the window.
The sounds seemed to come from the tulip bed,
but she could see nothing.
The next morning she walked among her flowers,
but there were no signs of anyone
having been there the night before.
On the following night she was again wakened
by sweet singing and babies laughing. S
he rose and stole softly through her garden.
The moon was shining brightly on the tulip bed,
and the flowers were swaying to and fro.
The old woman looked closely and she saw,
standing by each tulip,
a little Fairy mother who was crooning and
rocking the flower like a cradle,
while in each tulip-cup lay a little
Fairy baby laughing and playing.
The good old woman stole quietly back to her house,
and from that time on she never picked a tulip,
nor did she allow her neighbours to touch the flowers.
The tulips grew daily brighter in colour
and larger in size, and they gave out a delicious
perfume like that of roses.
They began, too, to bloom all the year round.
And every night the little Fairy mothers
caressed their babies and rocked them
to sleep in the flower-cups.
The day came when the good old woman died,
and the tulip-bed was torn up by folks
who did not know about the Fairies,
and parsley was planted there instead of
the flowers. But the parsley withered,
and so did all the other plants in the garden,
and from that time nothing would grow there.
But the good old woman's grave grew beautiful,
for the Fairies sang above it, and kept it green;
while on the grave and all around it
there sprang up tulips, daffodils, and violets,
and other lovely flowers of spring.
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