He met her in the greenwood grove amongst the bluebell dew
And soft in language strange, she said, that she would love him true
So beautiful, a faerys child, her golden hair was long
He made a garland for her head as she sang her faery song.
She danced her dance with silent foot, with movements soft and mild
And gazed upon her new found love, with eyes so deep and wild.
She led him to the elfin hill a verdant fragrant place
And whispered in a language strange as she stroked the woodman’s face
Come with me my handsome love, our hearts shall be as one
Our dance shall be forever, until our days are done
Prepare to give your heart away, for I am of the fey
No mortal have I ever been, No lies in what I say
I hold your heart, as if my own
So leave this world that you have known
Destiny has chose for you
That I would come, and love you true
Upon this moss you’ll dream a dream, that you will be my king
Take my hand and follow me
To a place where no birds sing
But when he woke on cold hill side, hair and beard now grey
Not knowing of the years gone by, but seeming like a day
Once again, in greenwood grove midst oak and ash and yew
He recalls from long ago, that she would love him true
Beware the lover of the greenwood deep
And the promise of the fae
For the dream of love in the otherworld, lasts more than just a day
Come with me my handsome love, our hearts shall be as one
Our dance shall be forever, until our days are done
Prepare to give your heart away, for I am of the fey
No mortal have I ever been, No lies in what I say
I hold your heart, as if my own
So leave this world that you have known
Destiny has chose for you
That I would come, and love you true
Her spell was passion and her art, now sadness sings the woodman’s heart
Now old and grey, with friends now few, He sits amongst the bluebell dew
She was a beauty of the fae, to whom he gave his heart away.
Now old and counting end of days, for her return he hopes and prays.
Copyright George and Katie Nicholas 2015