The Fairy Queen
Upon a tulip's petal,
Reaching for the golden sun,
Stands the queen of all fairies-
Directing summertime fun.
She tells the bowing flowers
When budding limbs should bloom,
And how far away to move
So everyone has room.
She speaks to the buzzing bees,
Cares for the youngest trees--
Her glistening wings beckon
The tender breath of the breeze.
All season long, she works hard--
Never seen by eyes alone,
She brightens each special day
From her tulip's petal throne.

