Teensy Tiny Tales

A Faithful Quest

The voice of the fairy was honey sweet,
She fluttered her wings and shuttered her eyes.
“Free me from this bottle,” she did entreat.
“I will grant you wishes, you choose the prize.”

The boy’s heart was moved, but onward he went.
A fairy was needed to break the spell.
His father lay ill inside his tent,
And the fairy must die to make him well.

She tried his resolve with her tragic pleas,
His heart was broken within his small chest.
Sweet words turned to curses she spat and wheezed.
The boy walked on, with faith in his quest.


Written for "Drabble Activity 2024" 

A story poem of 100 words in 3 stanzas

Prompts week 9: A rhyming poem