Faerie's Choice Award-260212
Faerie's Choice Award-260212
The glimmering wings were still,
as upon my hand the Faerie stood
and into my ear a wish you would,
with a thrust into my open mind
all my thoughts the Faerie fill.
These thoughts I can not quell,
nor any other thoughts can I take
and the admonition I can not shake
but ah the humming and they swirl,
now to you dear reader I must tell.
Faeries to some are a figment small
but to others they open a small door
one which thoughts left hold before
a key which will open a door for us
and is available to you, me and all.
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