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Here we sit, after Faeries departed,
guileful of human's clueless claim,
"Spirit Faeries are a child's domain!"
On the morrow, Faeries return for more,
for in our garden morsels we shall store,
yea they travel from Faerieland's shore.
Oh Faerie's why do your faces, you hide,
a picture or two to take and show,
only then will of you others also know.
Now we truly understand why you are shy,
whose embers of love kindled are in a heart,
of we who now grown, do not question - Why?
Remand hope to earth and never vanish nor die,
for in you our imagination and cheer shall lie;
Here in earths broad estates are little things,
believing one opens HIS door, and an angel sings.
Those who shame our insistence you are real,
if only in their hearts a child's thoughts gain,
in unfettered belief, wonderments would remain.
Yet we hear voices speaking to our soul just now,
not turning from them in disbelief nor in shame,
for in our journeys we found HIM, and why he came.
Now we realize that each of us are often led,
by different voices and persuasions here on earth.
Can not a Faerie lead a hardened heart to rebirth?
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