- Entry for the Into the Woods contest. -





In the hollow of the oak,
waiting patiently for night.
The fairy king and fairy folk,
watch the quickly fading light.


Inside the giant oak they wait,
For their time will soon be here.
With the moon and mist they have a date,
To ride moonbeams that they hold dear.


The night arrives and the fairies fly,
On golden moonbeams they spread their wings.
Joyously reaching for the sky,
Bringers of dreams and all good things.


The fairy king upon a limb,
Holds court for his subjects every night.
In a hidden corner where the moon is dim,
Till the early morning light.


Deep in the woods round hollow logs,
Flying near the pond next to the oak.
Through cattails and ferns, playing with frogs,
Bringing joy to the forest, fly the fairy folk.

-By : Juan Olivarez-