By Rose Fyleman (1877-1957)

PEACOCKS sweep the fairies’ rooms;

They use their folded tails for brooms;

But fairy dust is brighter far

Than any mortal colours are;

And all about their tails it clings

In strange designs of rounds and rings;

And that is why they strut about

And proudly spread their feathers out.

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      • A book, yes! And if you write the verse to each image, no work on copyrighting required πŸ™‚ I just did two photo books on Shutterfly… just for fun. I got them free from Dell as a birthday present. It’ll be fun to see how my photos will look in print when they arrive.

        • Is that true? But if I sell it I’m sure I have to ask for permission. Many of the poems I’ve linked to are classic and not current writers. I’ll add it to my full ‘to-do’ list. πŸ™‚

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