Fae – Green and Grey

They are Near

Golden serpent
Dances with delight
Over stones that shimmer in the
Nearly eve twilight
They are near, they are near
They are near, they are near
They are nearly nearly here
See them peeking from that
Four Leaf clover
Reaching as they stand
On tippy toes
Peeking from behind that
Nearby boulder
You may mistake them for
A latish blooming rose

They are Near – song