Faery Realm

A dark verdant canopy of tumbling vines

A lattice of lacework, entangled, entwined

The sun filters through

Onto cucumbers, squash

I marvel at diamonds of dew all awash

On glistening sweet shrooms that twinkle,
sparkle and shine

All part of a realm

That’s hidden, divine

A soft caress across my cheek

I’m startled, I wonder

I pause and then peek

A small face emerges

And withdraws, out of sight

I’m sure I just saw the sweet face

Of a sprite

I slow part the vines and look into green eyes

This lovely, capricious small pixie age five

We look at each other

And then we both know

We met once before

Under ancient pine bough