THE FAIRY RING
DEAR ONES,— "All suddenly a wind somes soft, and. Spring is here again. . . ." Have you felt it brush your cheek yet . warm and sweet arid flower-scented? It is a waking-time ... a dawn^ of the year, Everytvhere is the new loveliness of springing growing things . . . buds and leaves and grasses and the soft skies over ... . t ] }e wor i d is green and &qU md have you ever shut your eyes and seen her . . . "our little lady, Spring? She is just as sweet as we would have her . . because ive make her for ourselves. For me she is always very, very young . e y es dew-sbft and full of dream, hands full of flowers. I hke to think of her standing very still, barefooted, in tlie grass .... or running swiftly over the hills, scattering promises. Soon ivill the warm days come again . . . soon will the air be gold. Soon will it be rock-pools and little lacy waves and sand bettveen our toes! , : ■. Little people, let's be glad . . . it's truly Spring! • ' "•; «k. Yours, - - - FAIRIEL.
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Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1927, Page 14
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175THE FAIRY RING Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1927, Page 14
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