The faeries came and took me away

And we sang and danced for about a day.

When I returned, ‘twas to the passing of years,

With nothing familiar, but my frustrated tears.

My family has gone, and no body’s home,

It seems I have been left quite alone.

The children I once knew are now grey and old,

And I cannot explain, for they will not be told.

All I have for those charmed, hellish hours,

Is a wreath of beautiful, nightmarish flowers.