The Song of the Mountain Ash Fairy

This is another autumn one but I thought the flowers looked pretty.

THE SONG OF THE MOUNTAIN ASH FAIRY
They thought me, once, a magic tree
Of wondrous lucky charm,
And at the door they planted me
To keep the house from harm.

They have no fear of witchcraft now,
Yet here am I today;
I've hung my berries from the bough,
And merrily I say:

"Come, all you blackbirds, bring your wives,
Your sons and daughters too;
The finest banquet of your lives
Is here prepared for you."

(The Mountain Ash's other name is Rowan;
and it used to be called Witchentree and Witch-wood too.)

By Cicely M Barker