A beautiful, fair maiden, <br />Sat in the moonlit bay, <br />Of a far off, distant land, <br />She silently, did pray. <br /> <br />She was praying for her prince to come, <br />If the Gods were to be kind, <br />When she heard a voice call out to her, <br />'My maiden, look behind. <br /> <br />And there he stood, her prince of dreams, <br />He was a man of men, <br />He took her gently in his arms, <br />Before he kissed her lips, and then, <br /> <br />He whispered some~thing in her ear, <br />And took hold of her hand. <br />Then both of them, they disappeared, <br />Back off to Fairyland.<br /><br />Lizzy Tomlinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fairyland-4/
