Round the little fire in the middle of the night,
something strange was happening ,
it was a rare sight to see the fairies playing
harps, fiddles, and pipes .
They danced the night away ,
with flames for party lights .
The flames leapt from the fire
and danced with all of them ,
jumping up and spinning round and around again .
The glow within the fire began to flicker out ,
the sparks had lost their crackle
up the chimney spout .
One by one the fairies jumped into the fireplace,
just like that, they all disappeared without a trace .
The magic light had left but ashes for the day ,
dawn crept through the place
where fairies of fire play .

By Paul Mc Cann