You were once the king of the Fae,
and I was the faerie Queen.
We ruled in green,
we sailed the Moon
and tasted the silver dew.
On Solstice eve,
we took off our crowns,
and roamed the forest way.
The woods await us,
but we are torn
from the place
we knew as home.
poem: Sarah Fuhro
photo: Robert Fuhro
