Fairy Gold

O fairy gold of youth, how much you buy No other coin may purchase of the Fates! Dreams, and bright memories that do not die, Illusions that swing open heaven's gates!

Fancies like wild-flowers growing by the way— Laughter as light as any thrush's song, Smiles without bitterness, joy that flecks the day, Love that is lasting, friendship swift and strong.

Of priceless things this coin will bring great store— Moon-white enchantments, magic of the seas,— And any who would unlock fairy doors With fairy gold must pay for fairy keys.

In some safe little wallet—buckled fast, Dear fairy people, give us of your gold, That we may keep it till all youth is past And hold it close—to spend when we are old.