All the names I knew from nurse
Gardeners garters , Shepards purse
Bachelors buttons , Ladys smock
And the Ladys Hollyhock
Fairy places , Fairy things
Fairy woods where the wild bee wings
Tiny trees for tiny dames
These must all be fairy names
Tiny woods below whose boughs
Shady Fairies weve a house
Tiny tree tops , rose or thyme
Where the braver Fairies climb
Fair are grown up people trees
But the fairest woods are these
Where if I were not so tall
I should live for good and all
Robert Louis Stevenson
When the first baby lauphed for the first time
The lauph broke into a thousand pieces
and they all went skipping about.
And that was the beginning of faeries.
St. James M. Barrie