Across the fields and forests lay
A land named faerie, tucked away…
A farmer passed a hollow tree
And stepped within to closer see;
But how I ask, could he have known
The ancient tree led to Faerie home?
Through the tree a farmer stepped
Into a forest the faeries kept…
And out he stepped into the light,
Upon a path that shimmered bright
The farmer knew that he should stay
Lest the ‘Little people’ lead him astray.
Within the trees the faeries watched,
Waiting to make the farmer lost…
Farther down the glowing path
He chanced upon a maidens bath,
Bewitched was he and closer crept,
Til close enough, and then he lept.
The maiden was a faerie trick
And the farmer lost the path of brick…
The faeries led this man astray
Off the path to loose his way,
To wander the forest forever more
To search for the Fae-maiden he saw.
So do not stray from the path my friend,
Or be forever lost until your end…