Fireflight Notes
She closed the door to fairyland
with one last twist released her hand.
She crossed her heart, once and twice,
then whispered slow her wishes thrice.
Dears remember while I'm gone
that doors may close, but light is long
escaping 'neath the woods long face,
chasing shadows claim-ed space.
Never you my shines forget,
the birth of laugh from cheeks run wet.
Your spritling-love that caught me here,
saved me youth; pure, sincere.
Now I'm grown, travels call,
yet though I feel afraid and small.
I'll remember you, wizened lights.
I'll stay my soul where love ignites.
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