I saw a fae once upon a full moon -

she whispered in a hush so sweet ...

" The coldness of winter is coming soon!"

 And I saw the flocks of birds retreat.

 

I asked of her if she'd be alright ,

with the northern winds begun to blow.

In a mushroom warm she'd stay at night,

she showed me so I'd then know.

 

I was saddened to think of the loss of magic,

much so it truly was tragic,

but I then suddenly was whisked away.

She'd felt so sorry for a mere mortal

she created a portal;

so that as a fae myself, I could stay.

 

I am of them now, and paradise is real.

In your garden, home, and bed -

If a vision of magick you wish to steal,

close your eyes and rest your head.

As you drift off, imagine the smallest wings;

a tiny form - exotic,with wide, loving eyes.

Let the scent of cookies, other sweet things

fill your head like stained glass butterflies.

 

The mushroom where she took me , it still stands.

If you come as a child you'll see.

Hold your heart and hopes open in your hands,

and a fairy you soon shall be!

 

As angels we sing,

upon bunnies we ride.

Gathered in a ring,

playing by the fireside.

We love milk,and sweet bread,

The lambs hide us well ;

If you wish a story read ,

Tree elders shall spin you a tale.

To sleep now, hasten,

close your eyes-

and relax your weary self

you'll lie peaceful beneath the faery skies,

And just may awaken as an elf!

 

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(C) LHK 2009

 

May a glimmer of magic find it's way

to you , my friends, upon this day -

Many hugs from the south,

Lilli H.K.