I'm A Believer T-Shirt

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Faeries they say, have the gift of far sight so this one can be forgiven for looking slightly peevish at being interrupted in her scrying.  
What she seeks is known only to herself, but true believers know ... that as above then so below is the way for the soul to grow ... which you can see reflected in the Tree of Life she bears in her hand.

Printed on high quality, pre-shrunk, 100% cotton fabric it comes in black, white, purple and deep pink.
Choose either V or Round neck and from unisex or the figure flattering women fit. 

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Postage quoted is UK only.
If you are outside the UK please email for cost.
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DELIVERY

These t-shirts are being printed to order so please be patient!  
Lead time is 10-14 days.
Any queries ...

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Now for some poetry ...

I wrote The Bridle Bells Ring for my little granddaughter Annie who rides through Faery on the rocking horse stabled in our hall ...

Annie’s gone riding on a black mare,
rings on her fingers and stars in her hair.
The moon’s a white schooner gliding by
high over head in a midnight sky …

And it’s jingle, jangle the bridle bells ring
she’s a fine lady the faery boy sings …
Jangle, jingle wherever she rides
sings the good fellow who bides at her side …
sings pretty Robyn in velvet and green
foresworn to the favour of the Elven Queen …
Lack-a-day, lack-a-day the bridle bells say …
gone away, gone away a year and a day.

Down in the meadow the brown hare skips by,
dancing a jig with the moon in her eye.
Come follow, come follow she sways to the tune,
follow the path of the Eleven moon …

 

And it’s jingle, jangle the bridle bells ring
Oh no my pretty maid the faery boy sings …
Jangle, jingle beware the brown hare
the moon’s in her eye, spur on your black mare …
sings pretty Robyn in velvet and green
foresworn to the favour of the Elven Queen …
Lack-a-day, lack a-day the bridle bells moan …
ride away, ride away back to your home.

Deep in the forest the red fox smiled,
bound to the grey queen, bewitched and beguiled …
by moonlight, by starlight, by the May Eve hour …
Come follow, come follow to my lady’s bower …

And it’s jingle, jangle the bridle bells ring
hold fast little Annie the faery boy sings …
jangle, jingle the sun rises high,
a golden galleon in the May Day sky …
sings pretty Robyn in velvet and green …
foresworn to the favour of the Elven Queen …
a holy-day … a holy-day the bridle bells claim …
away they gallop … safe home again …
away they gallop … safe home again …