Queen Of The Faeries

• Lucinda Keating, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2013

Oh Queen of the faeries! She, a mystical creature, She
Her magic doth spread; Sprinkle, soft in the breeze

Hands lustrous and elegant
Weave silent spells at dawn
Emerging yonder light, glow. Warm.
Through day pass clouds,
Slither, through dusk
Midnight; dew drops
Shimmer.

Lo, flies she through the air.
A wisp. A spark.
Gentle? Soft, yet with purpose
Fearless, she illuminates the night.
Streak of light.
Shine.

Shhh… The time hath come.
Out of the darkness
Awakens a new day
Peace, sleep and dreams.
Lullaby, play.