Who is that yonder
Over there?
It is but Tinkerbell
Of the golden hair
She seems but a light
But then you see
Her come close
Face, wings, feet
The size of a bee
She's a wonder and a beauty
Wrapped up in love
Bringing wonder down
From the sky above
From the trees and nature
From the sun so warm
Shining down on us
The faeries now swarm
They bring peace and harmony
The seasons four
The the next year comes
And they bring more
A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Saturday, 2 April 2016
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