Queen of the Faeries

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 38.15 – Sheer Luck
Hard Bonus: Incorporate a song title by Dean Martin (Dream a little Dream)
Easy Bonus: Reference faeries

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Queen of the Faeries

In the midnight blue of a starry night
We wound down a mossy path,
White blooms strung like lanterns
guiding the way

The scent of hyacinth and jasmine
dancing round our nose as the soft
melody of crickets and tree frogs
serenaded the wood

In the distance laps of water
rush a barren lake shore.
To be alone in such a realm
felt like trespassing, or a dream

Between a hush and a whisper
we heard a lady speak,
Dream a little Dream, she said
Dream a little Dream? We asked

Then there in her bower
surrounded by flowers
she appeared, fair of face
radiating grace…

The Queen of the Faeries
Was this sheer luck or fate?
Her slow smile assured us it
was meant to be

With a wave of her cerulean sleeve
she called us in closer
and asked if we cared to
join her race

Without hesitation we agreed
for in truth we had spent
1000 years lost among humans,
longing for this day.

Written by Christine Wichman c. March 20, 2024