When a Ring's Around the Moon

When a Ring's Around the Moon

by Mary Jane Carr

 

The wee folk will be tripping,

In their silver dancing shoon,

Ring-around-the-meadow,

When the ring's around the moon:

 

Curtsy to the right and left,

And curtsy to the middle---

The fiddler will be fiddling

On his tiny fairy fiddle;

 

In and out and round about,

A magic circle making:

The pipers will be piping

Till their tiny throats are aching.

 

Oh, few may watch the wee ones dance,

For fairy guards are spying,

And down beneath the grasses

All the dancers will be hieing;

 

But harken well, what time you see

A ring around the moon;

And you will hear the music

Of the wee folks' dancing tune.

 

I must confess, I do believe in the wee folk and the fairies...

Done