The Gathering
I crept into the woods last night
And there beheld a wondrous sight
I stood behind the great big oak
Enchanted by the fairy folk
I watched them gather one and all
Treasures that on the earth did fall
Acorns and chestnuts by the score
Hiding them safely in their store
I heard them sing their melodies
Their voices ringing through the trees
Those little folk with clothes of green
And the happiest faces I’d ever seen
I peeped inside the fallen tree
All hollowed out in front of me
And saw the tiny beds in line
Waiting there for wintertime
I tiptoed by without a sound
And left no mark upon the ground
I didn’t want to cause a scare
But I’m sure they knew that I was there
©Marian Barker
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