Nothing says "Summer is here!" in southern New Jersey than
the sweet scent of yellow honeysuckle blossoms blooming in
profusion along the backroads and in backyards.
The bees love it and I am certain the Little People do too!
The Honeysuckle Fairy
Cecily Mary Barker
The lane is deep, the bank is steep,
The tangled hedge is high;
And clinging, twisting, up I creep,
And climb towards the sky.
O Honeysuckle, mounting high!
O Woodbine, climbing to the sky!
And climb towards the sky.
O Honeysuckle, mounting high!
O Woodbine, climbing to the sky!
The people in the lane below
Look up and see me there,
Where I my honey-trumpets blow,
Whose sweetness fills the air.
O Honeysuckle, waving there!
O Woodbine, scenting all the air!
Look up and see me there,
Where I my honey-trumpets blow,
Whose sweetness fills the air.
O Honeysuckle, waving there!
O Woodbine, scenting all the air!
The Honeysuckle Fairy
Poem and illustration by
Cecily Mary Barker
(1895-1973)
British illustrator and official
portrait painter of the English Garden fairies
Poem and illustration by
Cecily Mary Barker
(1895-1973)
British illustrator and official
portrait painter of the English Garden fairies
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