When the woodland faeries dance It's mainly late in the night To cast your eyes upon them Can happen, ode by chance. They are a merry band Enjoying life, while others sleep, And disappear at dawns first light Believe, take a stand. But not unlike yourself, Life is what we make it So do enjoy the faeries dance Don't put it on the shelf. Luck would have you spot them Peace will guide you there, Joy will keep them dancing You've stumbled upon a gem. Lyn August 14, 2002 © |