Taken
taken
it must have happened
when I as wee
stolen from my small bed
to the arms of fairy
was I led.
now I dwell in both
my body here
my mind flies free.
as I age and time sands
my thoughts
are more oft in that land
where the heart is forever young.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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