Magic In The Forest

deep in the forest
magic weaves it's willfulness
beware it's strong spell

land of the Fae knights
dressed in silver mall and veils
they do the Queens will

the scale has been tipped
and summers dreams sleep awhile
covered in the frost

the summer Queen stirs
when the scale tips back she wakes
her dreams but a memory

trailing roses and
butter cups the scents of her rein
her knights golden still