The Hopeful Fairy

A sweet Christmas fairy poem about beauty being in the eye of the beholder. We all know that anyway.  Don’t we?

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Stuck in a storeroom.

Stuck in a box.

Stuck with these baubles –

and nobody talks.

 

She wants to be shiny.

She wants to be seen.

She wants a fine dress –

but this one is green.

 

At last it’s December!

At last on a shelf!

At last she’ll make friends –

but stuck by herself!

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A new home for fairy.

A home with a tree!

Will she sit on top?

Oh, where will she be?

 

Her hopes are shattered.

A shiny angel is placed

in the home that she wanted –

it’s the bottom she’s based 😦

 

She blames the green dress

as she cries on the tree.

“It just isn’t fair –

it should have been me!”

 

One night her owner’s

beside on the floor.

“She’ll be here for the angel;

I’m green – she’ll ignore.”

 

But the girl takes fairy!

Places her on her knee:

“I love you the most

you remind me of me.”

 

It’s then fairy knew

what this can all mean

“We love different things –

and this girl loves green!”

 

I remember the hours of fun I had playing with the fairies on my Christmas Tree as a child. The fancy one was never played with because it was up so high.  I loved the little ‘not so stunning’ ones better anyway.

 

When Superheroes Ruled

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When Superheroes Ruled

You were drawn to shades of blue

Loved the ocean and the sky.

Many plans for when you grew –

opportunities you would try.

 

Pink’s now your favourite shade,

not as bold as vibrant red.

Mums and princesses now played –

dreams of making home instead.

 

Superheroes ruled the roost,

battles fought and peace restored.

Fighting power’s now reduced –

Princess Anna’s now adored.

 

Forthright and full of spark,

always first to say your piece.

Now less keen to make your mark –

I watch your confidence decrease.

 

Brilliant doctor you would be,

boundless limits there for you.

You’ve lost ability to see

girls like you can do it too.

 

Superpower’s not so strong –

future vision’s lost its way.

Originality has now gone –

wish your doubts would fly away.

 

 

None of Your Business

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When you’ve had enough of people asking about your family planning!

 

Warning: There may be emotional triggers, related to fertility and loss

Well Meaning Questions

You don’t have a baby!

How can that be?

Surely you want one,

you’re a woman, you see.

 

You can give birth

and therefore you should.

You’ll feel incomplete,

without motherhood.

 

What’s that you say?

There’s reasons you can’t?

I was only asking –

there’s no need to rant!

 

Response

 You seem perplexed

at my reluctance to chat,

about personal issues,

fertility and that.

 

Because I’m a woman,

my fate is decided.

I must be a mother

If not, I’m misguided.

 

You people don’t think,

of the reasons behind

the absence of children;

but bear this in mind:

 

Some woman don’t want

a child in the nest.

They’re happy without one

and their decision is best.

Others have tried

again and again.

But a baby ain’t coming –

they’re feeling the strain.

Some have babies

who never were born.

Their heartache is deep

and they’re trying to mourn.

 

It’s not only the childless

constantly bombarded

with well-meaning comments;

no wonder we’re guarded:

 

“He’ll be spoilt and lonely,

If he’s not a big brother.

It’s not fair on him,

If you don’t have another.”

 

“You’ve got 3 the same gender,

that’s such a shame!

You’ll be hoping the next one

isn’t the same.”

 

“4 children you have!

They’re a handful  I see.

It’s clearly obvious

you never watched much tv!

 

So forgive us all

if we’re not always forthcoming.

There are many prejudices

we’re still overcoming.