From the Autumn morning mist -

Floating down amongst t he leaves
amongst the orange browns and yellows
I see their eye shine and hear their laughter...
Back again why would i doubt it...
When have they ever stayed away...
Sometimes i am blinded by my own busyness
And i forget and therefore d o not see...
But of late in autumn cool, I feel them first
Then see them tumble...across the grass
Amongst the leaves of Autumn falling
The faeries come again.