Secret of Happiness - Fairy's Tale from Lady Rebecca

Fairy
By James Christensen

The Secret of Happiness

There is a wonderful fable about a young orphan girl who had no family and no one to love her. One day, feeling exceptionally sad and lonely, she was walking through a meadow when she noticed a small butterfly caught unmercifully in a thornbush. The more the butterfly struggled to free itself, the deeper the thorns cut into its fragile body. The young orphan girl carefully released the butterfly from its captivity. Instead of flying away, the little butterfly changed into a beautiful fairy. The young girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"For your wonderful kindness," the good fairy said to the girl, "I will grant you any wish you would like."

The little girl thought for a moment and then replied, "I want to be happy!"

The fairy said, "Very well," and leaned toward her and whispered in her ear. Then the good fairy vanished.

As the little girl grew up, there was no one in the land as happy as she. Everyone asked her the secret of her happiness. She would only smile and answer, "The secret of my happiness is that I listened to a good fairy when I was a little girl."

When she was very old and on her deathbed, the neighbors all rallied around her, afraid that the fabulous secret of happiness would die with her. "Tell us, please," they begged. "Tell us what the good fairy said."

The lovely old woman simply smiled and said, "She told me that everyone, no matter how secure they seemed, no matter how old or young, how rich or poor, had need of me."

from Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul

Heavens - By Jeffery Bedrick

A Faery's Lament
Upon the westerly wind
Floating wistfully in summer's night
Over the giant blackthorn tree
The faery searched for revelry.
But on a dark country road
Found she a boy of fourteen
Fallen from his bicycle
And his head cracked on a rock.
Softly she walked to him
Tip-toe on the grass
Until she saw his eyes
Watching the stars above.
A tear fell to join the blood
That spread behind his ear
And fell over the road
That lay blanketed in darkness.
The faery smiled sadly at the boy
And put her tiny ear to his chest
To feel the slow rythm of his heart
That rose and fell with each painful breath.
And then the boy smiled
As the pain began to dissipate;
His watery eyes thanked sincerely
The Faery girl at his side.
She flew above him then
And kissed the boy on the lips
Then in her most beautiful voice said
"You shan't feel any more pain tonight."
Then faery girl then began to sing
Like the voice of an angel
Singing a long forgotten ballad
That enveloped the boy in a sense of peace.
Throughout the night the faery sang
Until the twilight just before dawn
When she saw he no longer smiled
Nor opened his eyes to watch her.
She tried to sing a happy song
No longer for the boy but herself
To keep the oncoming grief away
And keep the inevitable tears from falling.
The faery girl sang a lament
For the boy that died that day
Who's last moments were painless
And blissful and peaceful in a way.
End
Copyright 1997 by John C. Cyr All Rights Reserved.

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