Finding Fairies by Marjorie Barrows   When the winds of March are awakening The crocuses and crickets Did you ever find a fairy near Some budding little thickets, Straightening her golden wings and Combing her hair? She's there! And when she sees you creeping up To get a closer peek She tumbles through the daffodils, Playing hide-and-seek, And creeps into the tulips till You can't find where she's hid? Mine did! Have you ever, ever come across A little toadstool elf Reading by a firefly lamp And laughing to himself, Or a saucy fairy queen upon Her favorite dragonfly? So've I! It's fun to see a fairy flutter Off a catskin boat; And wrap her fairy baby in A pussywillow coat; Oh, don't you love the fairies And their fairy babies, too?   I do!