Stars peaking through the nights black sky,
moon, Satan's thumb nail,
just one more chance give it one more try,
keep on following the sacred trail,

Upon the forest floor,
a carefree need to go,
in a land of ancient fairy lore,
were truth no one needs to ever know,

resting on a rock,
covered with velvet green moss,
sometimes it's just time to take a walk,
at a loss

Spirits pass,
creatures dance,
a lonely lass,
with out another chance,

Hides away,
feelings gone,
tears cried in the light of day,
walking on,

A brook and field
contemplate days glorious dawn,
a soul healed,
by the sight of a passing fawn,

A beauty true,
in time of woe,
a red rose turning blue,
walk away it's time to go....

Lyrical in its loveliness.....Great work, here, misty!

~Much Love~
Megan