The Evil Elf (Part 2 Of 2) Poem by John Bliven Morin

Time itself was all reversed;
gone were the hours of time,
gone was the pain and all the worst;
there was no awful crime.

The gnome became her dearest friend;
some fairy folk have said
he helped her fairy heart to mend,
and eventually they wed.

And what of the brutal elven lad?
He vanished in a flash;
the queen cannot abide the bad,
and turned him all to ash/

Copyright (C) 2013 by John Bliven Morin