The Wishing Water Fountain

In a garden, hushed and green, Where sunlight dappled, rarely seen, A secret place, a hidden nook, By babbling brook and whispered book.

The Wishing Water Fountain sleeps, Where mossy stones its magic keeps, A sleepy girl, with eyes so bright, Stumbled there in fading light.

Tiny fairies, wings of dew, Peeped from petals, old and new, Whispering secrets, soft and low, "The fountain grants what you don't know!"

A bubbly chuckle, water sighs, As the fountain opens sleepy eyes, The little girl, with hopeful plea, Wished for wings, to fly so free!

The water swirled, a rainbow bright, A magic shimmer filled the night, Her little hands began to tingle, And feathery wings began to mingle.

She soared above the garden wall, Heeding nature's gentle call, The fountain slept, its duty done, Beneath the rising of the sun.

The girl flew on, a joyous sight, Her wish fulfilled, in golden light, The garden smiled, the fairies cheered, Her dream was real, no longer feared!