The spirit of the elves
blows quietly through the trees
their
magic and mirth is felt
with every gently breeze.
The forests are
alive
where Elven kind do dwell
and if you spot one of them
you
must never tell.
The treasures of the forests
are quite a sight to behold
For
mystery and fantasy
are little bits of gold.
The Elven kind inhabit this
realm
and hard as ye may try,
mortals sometimes frighten elves,
as they are really very shy.
Tiny mushrooms nestled 'round
all the hills and
dales
Kindly little elven folks
cast shadows on the trails
A misty shaded
forest,
is home to Elven Kith
and many tales of folklore
are simply not a myth.
Underneath old oak trees
with roots of knotted wood
There is a shy little elf,
and I finally understood.
Oh glorious enchantment
now
fills this secret land
So If you wonder where to look,
just let me take your
hand.
Learn the Elven culture
and all the Elven lore
for once you enter
in this realm,
you'll be changed forevermore.
© by: Lana Stanford and L.C. White