Passing Elf on Beach
Walking on the beach was a Christmas elf
Her ears were not pointed, but she had a faerie like look
With bright blue eyes and golden hair,
She gave us a wink as we passed her.
And we knew….
There was something special about her
She was definitely from the fey
Possibly from a meadow village in Dublin
I felt her Celtic ancestry as she walked in confident steps
Leaving elfin boot prints in the sand
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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