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Woodland Wedding
Travel with me, to the land
of dreams,
Where rivers of music, paint
rainbow scenes.
And dancing on air, our spirits
take flight
Off to a forest, on this special
night.
Into a clearing so bright and
so gay,
Lit up by lanterns, of firefly
display.
A faerie king waits, for his
lover so true,
Surrounded by courtiers, all
dressed in blue.
And as you look round, more
faeries you see,
Flitting through branches,
in nearby trees.
Small shining faces, hearts
filled with pride,
Patiently waiting, for their
faerie king's bride.
Tension builds up, as the nightingales
trill,
And faerie musicians add more
to the thrill.
Just when you think, you can't
take anymore,
The air splits asunder, with
tremendous furore.
A faerie up high, in the tallest
tall tree,
Announces the arrival - of
the wedding party.
Fanfares now sound from triumphant
horns,
For a carriage that's pulled
by unicorns.
Sitting in comfort, inside
her glass coach,
Is a beautiful faerie beyond
reproach.
While bluebells are chiming,
and harebells ring,
The carriage draws close, and
halts by the king.
A ladybird footman, now opens
the door,
And his bride sets foot, on
the soft moss floor.
Her ladies in waiting, now
come to her aid,
To fulfil the promise, they
long ago made.
Smiling she turns, to her champion
so true,
And they pledge their troth,
as young lovers do.
A kingdom enjoys, the wedding
banquet,
Around mushroom tables so neatly
set.
A feast of honey and blackberry
wine,
Strawberries and grapes, plucked
fresh from the vine.
Blessed with wisdom, by an
old faerie earl,
The forest rang out; with the
word - Tulipearl!
The faerie musicians play liquid
tunes.
That splash and tinkle, their
way to the moon.
The feasting all over, time
now to dance,
To celebrate life, see how
they all prance.
The king leads his queen, while
courtiers sing,
Charms of good fortune, and
all that they bring.
While faeries whirl round,
this beautiful sight,
Laughing and singing, on through
the night.
With heads full of wine, and
joy in their hearts,
The king and his queen, now
turn to depart.
Well-wishers cheer, as the
coach pulls away,
Together they'll stand, to
face a new day.
The firefly lanterns, go out
one by one,
Replaced by the light, of a
golden new dawn.
Small tired bodies, with eyes
full of sleep,
Gently flit home, with secrets
to keep.
And while they slumber, in
their tiny beds
Dreams of the wedding, now
fill their heads
And just like the faeries,
our time has come
For us to go too, and return
back home
We travelled in spirit, to
the land of my dreams,
Where rivers of music, paint
rainbow scenes.
And when we awake, the message
unfurls,
There's no greater feeling,
than Tulipearl...
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