Staring into the water,
like a stream of fairy tears,
Wondering of the shadows,
captured in her fears.

Was she always a saddened blue,
or once a delicate white,
With wings of glowing silver,
sparkling and bright?

Was she always lost in sadness,
tears gathering at her feet,
Or had she become culpable,
and too weak to defeat?

Little blue fairy,
Sitting so sad and alone,
Staring into the waters,
And a reflection of her own.

Written By Patti Brooks
March/18th/99