Treasure Island

Peter S. Quinn


If I Were A Fairy


If I were a fairy
I'd always be with you
My gray bearded and hairy
Leprechaun in blue
We could be so close
In endless wishing dreams
Where the summer grows
Thru twilight sage beams

If I were a queen
And you were a king
In kingdom of evergreen
Where soft breezes sing
We could give our heart
Flowing endlessly in beat
Where melodies impart
And other worlds meet

If there was no realty
Determined by conclusion
And you would all see
With eyes of illusion
We could be in a dream
King and a queen
Where vague ways seem
The only ones seen

Submitted: Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, October 26, 2011

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