Petites and Faeries

Petites and Faeries, it is said, live just beyond that hill Their Moondust dazzles breathlessly, on nights so calm and still Some town folk treasure innocence and so they understand That humble souls are they who settled just beyond their land Not much is known of Faerie land, save for it’s golden glow Surrounded by the ever bloom of flowered Thistle-toe A bit of mischief often finds its way into the town When certain unexplained events cause some to bear a frown The Faeries’ pranks are just a bit of fun to catch a smile And often there’s a bag of gold left just to reconcile Their gifts should not be squandered or dismissed without esteem For wondrous things can happen for our sharing to redeem Petites and Faeries, man and creatures all to grace the times A magic poem filled of peace with every line that rhymes If Moondust could embrace the hearts of all who live nearby Perhaps, some would not run in fear when Faeries, they see fly But hope lives on for anyone who sees the world with love Despite the differences of some who hold the world above To end this tale on happy notes and songs to gather dance Let’s say, that it’s all up to us and not just up to chance