The Fairy's Forest Adventure

In Whispering Woods, where moonbeams dance, Live fairies small, in leafy trance. With wings of light and hearts so bold, A magical story to unfold.

Through emerald glades and sunlit dells, The fairies flew, with tinkling spells. A tiny gnome, with beard of green, Met Lily Bell, the fairy queen.

"The Whispering Willow's feeling sad!" The gnome proclaimed, "It’s really bad! Its leaves are droopy, branches weak, It hasn't smiled for nearly a week!"

Queen Lily Bell, with shining eyes, Called forth her friends, beneath the skies. With pixie dust and magic bright, They cast a spell with all their might.

An owl appeared, with feathers gray, "I know the cure!" he hooted, "Hey! The Willow needs a joyful song, To make it strong and right along!"

The fairies sang, a sweet cascade, The owl played flute, a serenade. The gnome danced jig, with clumsy grace, A smile appeared upon the tree's face.

The Willow thrived, its branches high, Reaching upwards to the sky. The forest cheered, a happy sound, The fairies' magic all around.

The gnomes, the owls, the fairies bright, Together made the forest light. In Whispering Woods, forever free, A happy, magic home would be!