Where (Cicely Mary Barker)
Where are the fairies? Where can we find them?
We've seen the fairy-rings, They leave behind them!
When they have danced all night, Where do they go?
Lark, in the sky above, Say, do you know?
It is a secret No one is telling?
Why, in your garden Surely they're dwelling!
No need for journeying, Seeking afar:
Where there are flowers, there fairies are!