The Faerie In the Green

All clad in green and quite unseen By all eyes save my own Across the wood a faerie stood Upon the Trestig Stone I gazed in awe at what I saw When music swirled and trilled And all the while with charming smile The faerie danced and twirled Her steps were light, her eyes were bright Her skirt both swayed and flared Her tresses gold did weave and fold So pure I likely stared Could I but hold this faerie gold I'd gladly fly away To splash in strands of Faerie Land So strange to us, they say But ere I spoke, the spell had broke She flies to realms unseen Yet still I ken I'll see again My faerie wearing green