In The Wee Hour *A Fairy Song*

By celestine_moon

If the hour seems too late,
And as you sit to meditate,
The Moon lays low to gentle rest
And sunbeams rise above the crest,
It is the hour of Weefolk fair
Who stir about the dawning air
And rise to dance among the leaf.
Their time is short, their visit brief.

So keep in mind their merry song
As you dance away the hours long
For all around you time goes on
While you are trapped in timeless dawn.
You may have paused only an hour
But don't forget the Weefolk power.
Time has passed on every plane
Except for yours, you shout in pain.
For now it all is much too late
As you find yourself in another date.

So if the hour Seems too late
As you sit to meditate
Linger not about the leaf
For our -long- is Weefolk -brief-.

*copyright 1999

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  • Wren On Tuesday, July 1, 2003, Wren (37)By person wrote:

    this is so awesome! I love it! ~::An Unusually Happy Wren::~

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