"Faerie Child(revision)" by Melissa marie canaway

On the balmy banks of a distant shore

The homeland that I'll see no more

The lovely Isle of Caylareth

Stands a tree beyond all care

A gnarled trunk with branches bare

Lost in the shadow of death

Ohh, but what sweet memories lie there

Of spring-fresh days and sunlight fair

Oft-treasured times of mirth

Spent beneath that broad-limbed tree

Amidst the blossoms growing free

As sunshine warmed the earth

Twas there I saw the Faerie child

Clad in mystery, fey and wild

who, humming softly, knew no rush

'Til bright golden eyes espied my form

And as the still before the storm

All sounds faded to a pervading hush.

When I moved to get a closer look

She rose, and then my hand she took

Then whirled and spun, a wild dance.

Our feet, they flew, as did the leaves

So breathless I could scarce believe

Such a wondrous circumstance!

Such grace as I had never dreamed

Oh, how her hair in sunlight gleamed

I just couldn't look away.

She simply studied me at first

And then, as though it were rehearsed

She laughed, as only a child may

Looking up, with eyes so merry

she smiled at me, this child-fairy

'Til finally she spoke...

-her voice, it sounded sweet as syrup-

as a baby's cry, the young bird's chirrup-

The rippling gurgle of a brook.

The words themselves, were good and kind;

“Tell me, good sir, what's on your mind?”

She softly, gently, warmly asked.

“'tis nothing, fair maiden' was my reply

“Nothing to worry you,” I sighed.

And so we sat, in sunlight basked.

I cannot know say long we stayed

But soon the light began to fade

Until, after a while, she slowly rose.

I grasped for her hand, to keep her there;

She simply looked at me, just stared.

As much as I yearned to hold her close

I then let go, I understood

And watched her head into the wood.

Her coming here had held a price;

I'd never see my sweet faerie again-

To try would only be in vain-

For no one sees a faerie twice.