Woodland Fairy

Just a flicker of a light
trailing down the end of a sunbeam
Tiny sparkles shining through
her iridescent wings
A dress of flower petals
adorn her tiny form
Perched upon a raindrop
on a branch where she was born
Her hair of spun gold crystals
A smile made to impress
Such a sight for weary eyes
In Truth I must confess,
I saw her in her splendor
no greater beauty had I seen
For just a speck she lingered
before her heart took wing.