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The Faeries
By Lori Parker
Faerie
mound sits undisturbed
Queen
sits throne unperturbed
Princess
glances at the Prince
Smirks
and looks over the fence
Tiny
faerie flits and lights
On
a thistle hid from sight
Prince
stands up and takes to sky
Flying
here and there on high
Princess
falls to the ground
Wings
that ne’er make a sound
Queen
rises up, pointing her staff
Prince
and Princess dart and laugh
Tiny
faerie comes on out
Dashes
forth and looks about
Spies
the Prince and beckons him
With
his wings he starts to spin
Queen
lets forth a rumbling growl
Princess
sees the staff of power
“Nay”
she cries to the Prince
Tiny
faerie stops to wince
Power
came from the staff
Prince
let out a hardy laugh
Catching
power with his shield
“No,
dear Queen, I will not yield”
Tiny
faerie spins again
Prince
comes over, is locked within
Princess
comes to save her brother
Sends
pleading look to Queen, her mother
Tiny
faerie stops the spinning
Looks
to Queen and starts his grinning
“Now
give forth to me the staff”
“For
the power I must have”
Queen
looks upon the tiny faerie
Smiles
just once and comes to carry
Tiny
faerie to his bed
Tiny
spell was quickly shed
Prince
and Princess look upon
Their
tiny brother, little Sean
They
smile and wink above his head
With
their wings widely spread
As
he closes his eyes they say
“Tomorrow
is another day”
Copyright©2000 Lori Parker