Magical Forest
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

Fleet of foot 
with hot fiery flames
Elves & Fairies 
playing their games
Druids protect 
the solemn lands
the fields rich soil 
to all the sands

Ogres stand fast 
against the trees
Sprites dance on a 
Summer's breeze
The forest's Oaks & 
Elms come alive
A touch of her wand 
now shall revive

As the Gnomes till 
their fertile fields
The Dragons above 
are their shields
Their eyes keen of vision 
like a hawk
Those cries from a 
warning squawk

Talons and scales 
as a fire ignites
A scent on the
breeze now incites
They scatter and fled 
into the hedge
A smell of a human 
they now dread

Men with bows and 
arrows assail
A loss of another 
we shall bewail
So they cloak into 
shadow & mist
Only one wish so 
they may coexist

So into the other 
dimension they ran
For this is way, since 
time has began
Secreted amongst 
the grass & leaves
These are strands of the
Fate's now to weave