The Fairies' Tale

The days are long the nights are mild
The blissful life of a fairy child
They play with fish with birds they sing
Magic they wield on gossamer wings
The forest animals with them do speak
When injured or frightened its fairies they seek
Fairies they sing of Heaven above
Of war long ago and God's lost love
Soon comes Armageddon at the end of an age
A side they must choose for battle will rage