they frolic in the forest
they gather in the glen
with merry squeals of laughter
race there and back again
they scurry beside the pond
and hide among the reeds
await last light's reflection
to begin mischievous deeds
on unsuspecting humans
they love to throw a cloak
of cobwebs and confusion
the fun of faerie folk!
if you are out late and about
upon the mountainside
be aware of who is there
and where your feet may glide
for if you can't remember
what you've done or where's your bed
and you have not been drinking
then you must be pixy-led!


I like it !! :)
Sarah11:23 AM CST