Heart Of The Matter
Beware! The Fey
She has the gift,
She sees it all,
A healing hand,
A crystal ball,
She's guided,
By a power on high,
She sees it all,
The truth is nigh,
Fooled not by words,
Of sweet refrain,
Tears of loss,
Deceit and pain,
She seeks the truth,
The inner light,
Revealing all,
That's not quite right,
The picture forms,
Before her eyes,
You cannot hide,
There's no disguise,
You play the games,
You win, you lose,
Beware!
The Fey requires no clues.
Linda Harnett, ©2007
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Beware! The Fey
Beware! The Fey