A Door To Faeryland
Across the widowed Moor
And down the wild path
From which you'll see a door
To leave behind your wrath
The glowing moon above
Helps to find the key
Though not done in love
Another door within the tree
A riddle must be found
But do not feel despair
For the answer is around
Only the tree you must repair
Once you are through
Follow the trail of dust
Before comes the dew
Find the queene you must
After the deed is done
The stars will show the way
Do not walk, do not run
Lest you will be forced to stay
Copyright © Bella Holt | Year Posted 2018
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