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THE RAINBOW FAERIES


Two little clouds, one summer's day,

Went flying through the sky;

They went so fast they bumped their heads,

And both began to cry.



Old Father Sun looked out and said:

" Oh never mind, my dears,

I'll send my little fairy folk

To dry your falling tears."



One fairy came in violet,

And one wore indigo;

In blue, green, yellow, orange, and red,

They made a pretty row.



They wiped the cloud-tears all away,

And then from out the sky,

Upon a light of sunbeams made,

They hung their gowns to dry.

--Juliana Horatia Ewing