The Fairy Queen
When last I saw the fairy queen
arrayed in brightest green finery
I hid and feared of what on earth
the tiny sprite would ever make of me
"Come with me, see far off lands"
bid she with fairy-slender hands
"We'll fly o'er fields
swim amber streams,
make garlands out of children's dreams"
But...
stand I still
as I stood here then
and never trod the fairy glenn...
Nor ever again
such a since have I seen
as once....just once,,,
.I saw the fairy queen
For Gabriel and the rest of the heavenly host
{Poem by Derrick Harrison Hurd}
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