There once was a faerie
Who fell from the sky
She had lost her wings
but she didn't know why
Stranded in vast plains
Under a clear starry night
She began a search
to find meaning in her life
As she wandered she gazed up
At a diamond-studded dome
She picked out the brightest star
and that star would give her hope
As the air drew cold and cloudy
She still saw that star above
And she wished that star would fall
and warmly comfort her with love
The star would come down
As the faerie went to sleep
And he gave her new wings
laid them over her like sheets
So as the sun rose
She awoke from her slumber
But the stars were now all hidden
she was only left to wonder...
So with her new wings
The faerie returned to the sky
To find the brightest star
that guided her through the night
sorry, i'm disgracing your poem by commenting directly on it... i hope you'll forgive me. this poem is so gorgeous, i love so much of the imagery...
"And he gave her new wings
laid them over her like sheets"
that's my favorite part, maybe because i love covers when i sleep? i don't know. but cue the applause, adam, this poem is amazing.