Beneath the shade of an ancient tree,
A secret door waits, crafted carefully.
With loving hands, each curve and line,
A tiny portal to a world divine.
In the garden, where magic stirs,
Whispers of wings and playful murmurs.
A fairy’s home, so small, so sweet,
Where earth and enchantment softly meet.
Place it gently, let wonder bloom,
Invite the magic, dispel the gloom.
For in this door, love’s essence gleams,
A gateway born of heart and dreams.