A Fae Encounter

Twas once upon a Midsummer's Eve
when the moon was full and bright,
that I perchanced upon a scene
of magickal delight

Whilst resting 'neath a great oak tree
gazing at the sky,
strains of panpipes teased my ears
from a wooded glade nearby

I slowly crept toward the sound
and peeked from 'hind a tree
then, gasped in sheer amazement
at the sight that greeted me

Faeries, elves and pixies too
danced and sang with glee,
and feasted on the ripened fruit
of the sweetest cherry tree

Mesmerised, I stood quite still
in wild anticipation,
was it real or was it just
a child's imagination?

The haunting music sang to me,
"Come and join us now"
And venturing toward the host
stepped on a fallen bough

All at once they stilled with fright
eyes cold with icy fear,
then one by one as they took flight
I watched them disappear

My heartfelt pleas fell to the floor
of this now lonely space,
that was, a fleeting moment before
a wondrous, enchanted place

On faerie days I leave a gift
to show that I believe,
And hope, perhaps, they will return,
next Midsummer's Eve