When I got up this morning guess what I found
Frilly lace doilies all over the ground.
Some call them cobwebs but they are not that to me
They are lace doilies made by the fairies and left there you see.
Frilly lace doilies, oh hasten to see
Frilly lace doilies made especially for me.

Their midsummer social was held on my lawn
They danced by the light of the firefly till dawn
And in their haste to leave before light
They left all their napkins behind in their flight.
Frilly lace doilies that’s what I found.
Frilly lace doilies all over the ground.

I believe they were left there as thanks to me,
For the use of my lawn, I’m Irish you see.
No lovelier lace can be found
Than made by the fairies and left on the ground.
Frilly lace doilies, oh hasten to see
Frilly lace doilies made especially for me.

— by Lena Gertrude Dixon Wiles, our grandmother

Fairy stories were often told to us by our grandmother while we were growing up. 
We still believe 🙂