Type: Poem
Prompt: Here and Now
Once a wee fairy told me a story,
Of what life was and of what life was not,
They did whisper tales of life's proud glory,
And they did whisper about life's old rot,
Underneath the foliage we did sit,
And they did weave the tales of life's wonders,
And tales of what was at life's center pit,
To the tune of victory's proud thunders,
With that wee fairy I did learn the truths,
And with all that I did learn all the lies,
Of all the elderly and all the youths,
That did live under life's all seeing eyes,
From that wee little fairy I learned how,
Everyone is in their own here and now.