The Faerie Chime -Caprice
Upon the edge of forest green
Perchance you've walked you may have seen
Tiny rings of cloverleaf
And dared not wonder what's beneath
Well I shall tell you of a tale
That happened neath a moon so pale
I walked along where none could see
By Druids font and tall oak Tree
The gentle tinkling of a chime
Which sounded like an Angels rhyme
Came drifting slowly on the breeze
That rocked the tops of tall oak Trees
And showed a Faerie dell
Leaves of green and berries red
They placed a ring upon my head
Led me in merry dance
I did not doubt but took my chance
Followed on this mighty throng
Enchanted by their simple song
The lights were bright in tiny hands
And I was shown into their lands
Misty curtains I did pass
Which rose like breath above the grass
And there she stood divine
In mantle like the blood red wine
Shrouded in a haze of red
A golden crown upon her head
Between this world and theirs
Where the man and faerie dwells