Fairies by Evelyn Stein poem

Grandfather says that sometimes,
When stars are twinkling and
A new moon shines, there come times
When folks see fairy-land!

So when there's next a new moon,
I mean to watch all night!
Grandfather says a blue moon
Is best for fairy light,

And in a peach-bloom, maybe,
If I look I shall see
A little fairy baby
No bigger than a bee!