Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on July 14, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

A moonlit walk to find a fairy glade
The map I dreamt last night has shown the way
The Earth so quickly yields to urgent spade
I have to do the deed before the day
The treasure that I find now seems to shine
The key around my neck a perfect fit
A thousand fairies sing the prize is mine
The inside of the casket brightly lit 
Sweet Andia has flown her prison cell
Rewards me with a night of total bliss
Now fairyland is where I choose to dwell
And Andia’s my never ending kiss
Do not deny the dreams  you truly feel
A life of perfect magic can be real

Author notes

Picture credit: The Box of Dreams by manips-of-artist2