Purple eggs laid on large fern leaves
Sunlight dapples across their shells
Tiny wings of gossamer gold
Emerge just right, just when they’re told

When the sun is high and the sky is blue
Little fairies chip through
Fragile shells of porcelain
Broken through by dorsal fins

Into this world of black and white
They call to me with joyful voices
Happy to see me they are
I could never traverse too far

One, two, three and four
five, six, seven, eight
Oh my, two more and we have ten
Wherever will we put them and when

Come my children, let us fly
Through these woods and to the hills
There you will find the pink unicorns
I assure you they are quite norm

We circle, we glide upon a rainbow cloud
See how the turtle shells glow and the robins egg sounds
Look there and you will see
Our beautiful home, waiting for you and for me

So when next you see upon the ground
Purple spheres with no known name
Place them carefully back upon the stem
So they will come back and stay with you again