Silver

Slowly, silently, now the moonWalks the night in her silver shoon;This way, and that, she peers, and seesSilver fruit upon silver trees;One spring evening, the fairies gather in the woods. Two sleepy children join in the parade to a wonderful, dream-like fairy party.Illustrated by bright new talent, Carolina Rabei, this Walter de la Mare poem is brought to life with shimmery, ethereal illustration...