Ganderfeather’S Gift

I was just a little thing When a fairy came and kissed me; Floating in upon the light Of a haunted summer night, Lo, the fairies came to sing Pretty slumber songs and bring Certain boons that else had missed me. From a dream I turned to see What those strangers brought for me, When that fairy up and kissed me-- Here, upon this cheek, he kissed me!

Simmerdew was there, but she Did not like me altogether; Daisybright and Turtledove, Pilfercurds and Honeylove, Thistleblow and Amberglee On that gleaming, ghostly sea Floated from the misty heather, And around my trundle-bed Frisked, and looked, and whispering said-- Solemnlike and all together: “You shall kiss him, Ganderfeather!”

Ganderfeather kissed me then-- Ganderfeather, quaint and merry! No attenuate sprite was he, --But as buxom as could be;-- Kissed me twice, and once again, And the others shouted when On my cheek uprose a berry Somewhat like a mole, mayhap, But the kiss-mark of that chap Ganderfeather, passing merry-- Humorsome, but kindly, very!

I was just a tiny thing When the prankish Ganderfeather Brought this curious gift to me With his fairy kisses three; Yet with honest pride I sing That same gift he chose to bring Out of yonder haunted heather. Other charms and friendships fly-- Constant friends this mole and I, Who have been so long together. Thank you, little Ganderfeather!