THE GARDEN FAIRIES DID IT 
And this is their word for it. 
We choose the colors, rainbow bright, from every 
darling flower; 
We press our lips on petals light, through all the 
sunny hour. 
We dip our brushes in the paint of colors from the 
sky 
And paint the petals, hidden tight within the buds 
so sly. 
Then the buds burst open wide and colors bright 
are there, 
For we have touched them, every one, with rain¬ 
bow light so fair. 
—By one of the FAIRIES. 
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