Gardenfairy's Free Ecards
Nothing conveys your feelings better than flowers and fairies. So reach out to your friends, colleagues and loved ones with some beautiful flower and fairy ecards. Free greeting cards to celebrate an anniversary, graduation or any other occasion & make them feel special !


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Gardenfairy and her fairies searched high and low to find just the right free greeting cards for our friends... we hope you will enjoy these free ecards for all occasions.

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Use this link to make your own fairy ecard... we have included some fairy poetry at the bottom of this page for your use in creating your fairy ecard.

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You may use these poems when creating your own fairy ecard by copying and pasting the text into the message area of your ecard.

There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
It's not so very, very far away;
You pass the gardener's shed and you just keep straight ahead -
I do so hope they've really come to stay.
There's a little wood, with moss in it and beetles,
And a little stream that quietly runs through;
You wouldn't think they'd dare to come merry-making there -
Well, they do.

There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
They often have a dance on summer nights;
The butterflies and bees make a lovely little breeze,
And the rabbits stand about and hold the lights.
Did you know that they could sit upon the moonbeams
And pick a little star to make a far,
And dance away up there in the middle of the air?
Well, they can.

There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
You cannot think how beautiful they are;
They all stand up and sing when the Fairy Queen and King
Come gently floating down upon their car.
The King is very proud and very handsome;
The Queen - now can you guess who that could be
(She's a little girl all day, but at night she steals away)?
Well - it's ME!

by Rose Fyleman

When I go down the gully green
Among the moss and wee ferns,
I try to keep myself unseen
Beneath the musks and tree ferns.
I crouch among the maidenhair
No bigger than a bunny:
And how the Fairies see me there
Is really very funny.

I never make the littlest sound,
I never sing or coo-ee,
Nor touch the Fairies' dancing ground
Among the grasses dewy;
I never whistle, "Sweet, sweet, sweet!"
To hear the wild birds answer,
Nor stir the bracken with my feet
To fright a Fairy dancer.

Yet, when I come, the Fairies fly
On rainbow-winged rosellas,
And all the treeferns standing by
Put up their green umbrellas;
The toadstools, blue and fawn and rose
And yellow as canaries,
Their little parasols unclose
to screen the hidden Fairies.

I often see the Fairy rings
with dew drops all aglisten,
And hear the noise of Fairy wings,
So tiny, - if I listen;
The little leaping creek runs past
And bubbles o'er with laughter,
To think the Fairies fly too fast
For me to follow after.

When I go down the gully green,
As quiet as a possum,
I keep my yellow head unseen
In golden wattle blossom.
No Fairy on the maidenhair
More light than I could hover;
And, how the Fairies know I'm there,
I cannot discover.

- Annie R. Rentoul

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