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The Blue Fairy

The soft wind
Flowing through the tall grass.
In that wind,
There is a fairy.
A fairy,
Who felt like she didn’t fit in.

No matter how hard she tried,
All the other fairies pushed her away.
Eventually,
She became sad.

Becoming a blue fairy doesn’t happen much,
But when it does,
That fairy usually shuts down.
It isn’t very often that they come back.

But this fairy was different.
She had a heart of gold,
And even though she was a blue fairy,
Sad and depressed,
She still did what she could,
To help those in need.

Even though the other fairies hurt her,
She still loves them.
Her heart and mind,
As pure as snow.

The Blue Fairy.
With how much she helps out,
Eventually gained more friends.

With people starting to like her,
She became happy.
Her blue faded,
And her joy increased more than ever.

She became a legend to the fairies,
And they all started to respect her.

To this day,
She is still known as the blue fairy,
And she will forever be remembered,
For the love she had.

It just goes to show,
That no matter where your at in life,
You can always come back stronger.

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I wrote this poem in a view of my own life. I feel like not many people get me, no matter how hard I try. I felt depressed all the time. I still do sometimes, but not near as much. That is, until I found my real friends. Since then, they help me find the crowd I fit in with.
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that I'm sure many people relate to. This is a nice story of how one can be something that is honored and valued. Just be yourself and give what you can. Nice work. I will come back again with some constructive comments. I hope that you enjoy us here and you find your voice getting stronger. Welcome to Neopoet. ~ Geezer.

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this is a tale told of many. look foward to you penning on another subject this is good but not new perhaps a different perspect would work

Chrys

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Hi, welcome to neopoet. I'm also fairly new here. I like your poem, but will return to comment, as it's getting too late, must be off to bed.

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