Dandelion wisps
tangled in hair,
cooing to butterflies
fingers she flutters.
Turning she runs
ready for flight,
clambers on swing
wishing she might.
Higher she shouts
Daddy push higher!
Smiling, he does,
thankful for fairies.
Their magical gift
a changeling,
the child he adores.
It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets, and De asks us to use the word “change” (or a form of the word) within our poem of exactly 44 words, sans title. Image from Pixabay.com. Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come join us!
lillian the home poet 
How sweet – the image matches your words – “fairies” indeed!
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Too gorgeous. Love this. Love her.
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Yes, that image is worthy of a thousand poems. Usually a changeling is a bad thing; nice to see the other side of the coin.
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I love this… adorable thought of fairies with dandelion fluff…
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This is so delightful Lillian.
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As Glenn said, it’s lovely to see you take a different spin on the meaning of changeling. Beautiful photo too.
The whole poem is just a joy to read.
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Well, a changeling is a fairy baby, so I’d expect a bit of ethereal beauty
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What a fairy of a child. Lovely poem.
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Delightfully lyrical take on the prompt
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How sweet! Poems of little girls are always particularly poignant to me because I’ve always wanted one but have been blessed with one son instead.
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I’m glad to see he appreciates his good fortune. Blessed indeed.
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What a beautiful child, what a beautiful poem!
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“Their magical gift / a changeling” — that says it all, right?
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Aww what a magical twist! I love the idea that he got a fairy baby and it sounds like he’s a great father ^_^
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So tender and sweet Lillian!
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whimsical and delightful and creates a beautiful image
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A wonderfully fey image, and beautiful words to accompany. Well done!
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charmed by a changeling – how magical!
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Gosh this is the sweetest quadrille yet! ❤❤❤
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How very adorable Lillian! A changeling indeed! Well done!!
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I had the image from your words, painted so well. Nice change up in the end.
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I adore those dirty bare feet and sweet flowing white dress – They change so quickly …
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Changlings are magical enjoy all the transformations.
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What joy! I love the wooshing sounds of the first stanza: wisps, flies, flutters, swing, wish
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I like the thankfulness for faeries and the desire to go higher.
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This poem reminds me of my daughter when she was little, Lill! It’s totally adorable. I’m most definitely thankful for fairies.
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Lovely image in your words and picture…sweet sentiments of childhood’s magic.
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Out of the
SamE STaR DusT EaRTh..:)
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This was a joy to read. That little girl is charming.
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