In the heart of fairyland, where whispers dance on a breeze, lives Elowen, a spirited girl, amidst the ancient trees.

Her hair, a fiery cascade, her eyes a forest green, She roams the mossy pathways, a sight like none have seen.

With every step, the flowers bloom, and birds begin to sing, Her laughter echoes through the glades, a bright and joyous ring. She weaves through ferns and dappled light, with grace and boundless glee, A child of earth and sky and stream, forever wild and free.

The creatures of the woodland know her by her name, From tiny wrens to regal stags, they join her in her game. She dances with the butterflies, she whispers to the trees, In Elowen’s embrace, they find a gentle peace and ease.

At twilight, when the world is hushed, and stars begin to glow, She twirls beneath the silver moon, her spirit all aglow. The forest hums a lullaby, a melody so sweet, For Elowen, their cherished one, who makes their song complete.

With every dawn, she rises, with the sun’s first tender light, To chase the morning’s dewdrops, to greet the new day’s sight. Elowen, the fairy child, with heart so pure and wild, In fairyland she thrives and blooms, forever nature’s child.

Poem by Chrissy,

influenced by ChatGPT